The Hotel of Hidden Desire
By RavenFehr
Comments: I do not own any of the characters in this story I’m only borrowing them. This story is completely fictional of course and for entertainment only.
Rated: R for language and sexual content
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Jane checked into the hotel around eight o’clock and the girl at the desk gave her the key to her room. The hostess came down and greeted her.
“Jane,” she smiled, “Welcome to Hôtel du désir cache,”
“Thank you,” smiled Jane, “This is so beautiful I’ve never seen anything like it,”
“Well this use to be a castle many centuries ago. It has all the modern conveniences now,” said her hostess, “I will show you to your suite,”
“Thank you,” she said following her.
“Now if you wish all your meals may be taken in your room,” said the hostess, “This way your fantasy shall remain unbroken for the duration of your stay. You may however leave your room, or end your fantasy stay at anytime. There is a phone in your room you may call out on but no calls will come in unless you make arrangements for them,” she said as they walked down the corridor, “Here we are,” she said opening the French doors.
“Oh my God,” said Jane as they stepped inside, “This room is absolutely Gothic,” she smiled.
The walls were covered in murals and hand made carvings even the ceiling. There was a gold chandelier and a four-post bed with heavy bed curtains and a canopy. It was breathtaking.
“Well make yourself at home and your fantasy will begin shortly,” she smiled as she left.
Jane unpacked her bags and sat on the bed. She wasn’t really sure what to expect. She filled out her application but she didn’t expect that they could fulfill it. She smiled, “How many men in the world could look like him anyway,” Just then there was a knock at her door. “This is it,” she thought, “Let’s see what they came up with,”
“Come in,” she said. The door swung open and in he stepped. Her mouth fell open as he stepped into her room.
“Jane?” he asked.
“Y…yes,” she stammered.
“Hi,” he smiled, “I’m Nicholas Kokoris,” he said closing the door.
“Nicholas Kokoris?” she smiled, “Dr. Nick huh?”
“Yes some call me that,” he said.
“Yeah,” she said as she looked at him, “Where are your scrubs?” she asked him. He was wearing blue jeans and a white T-shirt.
“I’m off duty,” he smiled, “Would you like to see my ID?”
“No…no…I believe you,” she smiled, “So…” she said moving to stand in front of him.
“So….” He smiled, “You brought me here so, it’s your call,”
“My call hey?”
“Yes,” he smiled, “Apparently I’m your fantasy so…what needs would you have me fulfill?”
“Answer me a question first?”
“Of course,” he smiled.
“What about Rae?” she asked him.
“Rae… has found another life to destroy,” he said as he reached for her and pulled her close, “And tonight is all about you,” he said as he ran his strong hands up her back.
“You are good,” she smiled as he leaned in and kissed her lips. She sighed softly as he parted her lips and deepened the kiss. He cradled her head in his hand as she clung to him gripping his T-shirt in her hands and when he broke the kiss she looked up at him breathless, “You are very good,” she gasped softly.
“I’m just getting started,” he said as he backed her towards the bed.
“Yes,” she smiled. He lowered her to the bed pressing a leg between hers and she pressed against him, “I can’t believe this is happening,” she said softly.
“Then just let it happen,” he said as he kissed her again.
She slipped her arms around him again and moaned into his mouth as he kissed her once more. His hands slipped under her soft cashmere sweater and work the latch of her bra. He pushed it aside and cupped her breast in his hand. He rolled her hard nipple between his long fingers and she arched her back and moaned with desire. He pushed her sweater up as she arched her body and he tossed it to the floor along with her bra.
She reached up slipping her fingers into his short hair drawing him to her, guiding him to her breasts and he took her invitation as he ran his tongue over a taught peak and then drawing it into his mouth. She arched again and moaned.
“Yes,” she gasped as he suckled her nipple before releasing it for another. She clutched at his T-shirt pulling it from his jeans and dragged it up his back. He reared up and finished taking it off tossing it aside before turning his attention back to her breasts. He feasted hungrily on her breasts before moving down and kissing her stomach, caressing her skin before undoing her pants. He hooked his fingers into her jeans catching her panties as well and began tugging them down as she lifted her hips.
Nick pulled them down her legs and tossed them aside as well. He ran his hands up her legs caressing her skin and coaxing her legs apart. She was trembling as he moved between her legs and his lips brushed against her inner thigh.
“Relax,” he said softly as his fingers trailed over her soft curls.
She breathed in sharply and then gasped as she felt his tongue work it’s way in and find it’s target. She reached down clutching his hair as he ran his tongue over her nub making jolts of pleasure shoot through her body. He created suction on her making her gasp hard and nearly come. He slid down lower snaking his tongue into her causing her to moan.
“Nick…please,” she gasped.
He came up and kissed her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth letting her taste her essence on his lips. She moaned and reached between them and undid his jeans freeing his hard shaft. She took it in her hands and stroked it causing him to release his kiss.
“Take me,” she pleaded softly.
Nick smiled at her and moved from her slipping off his jeans completely. He slipped on a condom before moving between her legs and sinking into her. She hooked her legs around him and hugged him close. He began moving inside her as she panted and gasped softly. She ran her hands over his back feeling his muscles flex as he thrust into her slowly.
“Nick,” she panted softly, “Oh god….mmmm…oh yes,”
Nick’s lips caressed her neck as he moved against her, and she could feel her body tensing as she rocked against him. She was so very close and gasped again as he increased his pace. She whimpered softly as he drove into her and then cried out for him as she climaxed hard, her body shaking under him and Nick groaned as he thrust into her one last time and joined her in release. He hugged her close and nuzzled her neck as they lay together and recovered.
“Are you going to leave me now?” she asked softly.
“I will leave whenever you’re ready for me to leave,” he said softly, “I am at your whim,”
“Mmm,” she said, “Then stay a while,” she said hugging him to her. She soon drifted off to sleep.
Jane woke the next morning to find a pink rose on her pillow and little note from Nick thanking her for a wonderful evening. She looked at the foot of her bed and saw some silk robes and another note.
“A bath has been drawn for leisure, please enjoy and afterwards slip into these robes and breakfast will be brought to you soon,” she flipped it over seeing it was unsigned. She shrugged and walked into the bathroom. There indeed was a bath drawn for her and it had milk beads in it and she slipped into it quickly.
She relaxed in it for a long while before getting out and toweling off. She brushed out her long locks and slipped into the soft silk robes that had been left for her. It wasn’t long there after there was a knock on her door.
“Come in,” she said. The door opened and a woman dressed in simple black robes wheeled a cart in with fruit, muffins, juice, and even champagne as well as eggs and waffles. Jane smiled and then watched as the lady bowed down.
Suddenly a man came sweeping into her room, black robes trailing behind him as he drew the veil from his face her heart stopped.
“Miss Jane,” came his deep velvet voice.
“Ardeth Bay,” she said in a breathless whisper.
“At your service,” he said taking her hand and placing a kiss on it, “You may leave us,” he said to the woman. She bowed again and left the room closing the door behind them, “Are you hungry my sweet blossom?”
“Yes,” she stammered softly.
“Sit,” he said motioning to the bed. He removed his outer robe and turban setting them aside. She did as he asked and he fixed her a plate and brought it over to the bed with a glass of champagne, “I trust you are well rested,” he said sitting on the edge of the bed.
“Yes,” she said softly.
“And your bath was…acceptable?”
“Yes,” she smiled.
“Good,” he smiled. He offered her a strawberry from off the plate and she smiled softly before parting her lips and taking a bit from it, “We must make sure you are properly nourished,”
“Mmm,” she said as she took another bite from him.
“Maybe we should try this,” he said picking up a fresh sliced peach. He brought it up and ran it over her lips making her smile. She parted her lips to bite it only to have him pull it away and kiss her instead. She moaned as his tongue slid past her lips and gently invaded her mouth as he pushed her back on the bed. She let her arms come around him and sunk her fingers into his hair. It was real this was a totally different man then the one who came as Nick.
He moved his hand letting his fingers trail gently between her breasts as he parted the silk robes she was wearing. He picked the juicy peach slice up again and rubbed it over her nipple making her moan and he watched as the sweet sticky juice ran over the swell of her breasts. He leaned in and licked the juice from her skin slowly working his way up to suckle her nipple.
He rubbed her other nipple and did the same making her writhe under him. Ardeth took a few slices and laid them on her skin from the valley of her breasts to the juncture of her thighs and slowly ate each one off her skin licking her clean before moving to the next one.
He picked up another slice and moved between her legs parting them. He rubbed the cold peach against her clit and she moaned reaching for him. He rubbed her more before he licked the juice from her and created suction on her nearly making her cum. He took one more and she gasped as he felt him push it inside her and she shuddered hard as he drew it out of her eating it and making her climax.
She was panting hard as he moved up next to her and she smiled taking a peach now and pushing him to his back. She took the peach and ran it over his lips and then kissed him hard and deep. She eagerly stripped him of his remain clothes and began to give to him what he had given to her. She ran the peaches over his most sensitive spots and then licked the sweet juice from his bronze skin.
She moved down letting it trail over his stomach the juice pooling in his navel and she lapped it up before moving down to his hard shaft. She let the juice trickle over him and then slowly licked it off making him groan. She then popped the slice in her mouth and ate it before taking him in her mouth. She slowly began to suck him but Ardeth gripped her hair and she knew he wanted more.
She moved up and sank down onto his hard shaft. Ardeth moaned and gripped her hips as she began to ride him. He looked up at her with desire in his brown eyes and they both panted and moaned as they thrust their bodies together. She leaned over him and kissed him, “Ardeth take me,” she moaned.
He rolled her under him and thrust himself in deep as she cried out. His pace was fast, his thrusts deep. She clung to him, her nails racking his skin as he drove into her and she cried out as the passion built within her, “Oh….oh Ardeth….oh yes….Ardeth!” she cried as she climaxed hard and she heard him groan deeply as he joined her and hugged her against him.
“Mmm Ardeth that was wonderful,” she sighed softly.
"I am glad I pleased you," he said as he hugged her close.
"Very much," she sighed softly as she laid in his arms, "Mmmm,"
"You are tired," he said softly.
"Yes," she smiled softly.
"Then sleep blossom and dream," he said softly. Jane let herself drift off.
It was late in the afternoon when she woke to find her bed empty once more. There was a white rose on her pillow this time with a note from Ardeth regretting taking his leave while she slept. She smiled softly and then stretched in the bed.
"It's about time you woke up," came a voice making her sit up in bed and cover herself. She scanned the room to see who was there.
"Who are you?" she asked as her eyes landed on the man in sitting in the chair in the corner.
"My name is Carlos," he said standing to his feet, "Carlos Olivera and you have kept me waiting,"
"I...I didn't know,"
"I was brought here because of you and you keep me waiting," he said, "Now you sit here and stammer like you've seen a ghost. I can always leave,"
"No," she said, "I'm sorry, I didn't realize. I feel asleep I didn't hear you come in,"
"I am a busy man I do not like to be kept waiting,"
"What can I do to make it up to you?" she smiled as she chewed her lower lip.
"Hmmm," he said looking at her, "A few things come to mind," he said with a wicked smile.
"Well," she said moving down the bed to him still covering her body a bit, "I think I know a good place to start,"
"Where would that be?" he smiled. She ran her hand down his chest and down to the hard bulge between his legs. She gave him a gentle squeeze making him growl.
"What about right here?" she smiled softly.
"Yeah," he growled softly. He stripped his shirt off and watched her as she dropped her sheet and slid onto the floor. She quickly undid his pants and tugged them down freeing his hard shaft. She took him in her hand and stroked his hard length.
"Is this what you want me to do?" she asked as she looked up at him and let her tongue dance around the tip of his erection.
"Yeah," he growled softly," he said as he gripped her hair. She took him in her mouth sucking him deep as he groaned and let him slide in and out of her mouth. She was getting so wet from sucking him. She was taking him as deep as she could and loved they he filled her mouth but she wanted him inside her so badly.
It was as if he was growing harder with each stroke of her mouth and when she released him he growled and yanked her to her feet. He spun her around and pushed her down on the bed, "On your knees," he growled.
"Yes," she moaned as followed his command and she gasped as he gripped her hips and yanked her back against him. His hard shaft was right between her legs resting against her core and she was so wet and ready.
"Tell me what you want," he growled as he held her hips in his strong hands.
"You," she moaned.
"Wrong answer," he growled, "Try again,"
"Carlos please," she moaned, "I need you inside me,"
"Now try again," he said softly.
"Carlos take me now, she begged,” he smiled as he shifted behind her and spread her open. Then with a fluid motion he plunged deep inside her.
"Mmm yes," she moaned.
He gripped her hips and began to pound into her making her pant and moan hard. Sweat quickly formed on their skin as he slammed their bodies together both of them ready to explode.
"Oh.... ooooh," she moaned, "Oh god...Oh Carlos...yes," she whimpered as he pounded into her.
"Yeah," he groaned, "Your so tight and wet," he growled.
"Yes," she moaned, "God.... Oh Carlos,"
He was driving into her hard and fast and she screamed his name as she came hard a rush of wetness washing over him. He thrust into her a few last times burying his cock deep as he came inside her and they collapsed on the bed.
"God," she gasped, "My legs feel like jelly,"
"You'll recover," he said caressing her hair.
"So," she smiled, "Was I worth the wait?" she teased.
"Most definitely," he smiled.
Jane woke the next morning and stretched under the coolness of her covers. Carlos was gone and on the pillow was a deep red rose and a card telling her what a wonderful evening he had with her. She got up and showered before breakfast was brought to her. She brushed out her hair and sat in bed reading.
It was getting into the afternoon and no one else had come to her door so she was beginning to think her fantasy was drawing to a close. Just then there was a knock on her door.
"Well," she thought, "There are only two possibilities left, Frank or Antoine," she said.
"Come in," she said. The door opened and her heart leapt into her throat as Antoine Laconte strode into her room with a knee-melting smile.
"Pardon," he said walking over to her, "My deepest apologies for keeping you waiting," he said taking her hand and kissing it, "And I do hate to keep a beautiful lady waiting,"
"That's quite all right," she said just barely.
"So Bella," he smiled as he slipped off his black leather coat and draped it over a nearby chair, "Are you.... adventurous?" he smiled wickedly.
"I can be...with the right man," she smiled.
"Are you willing to trust me?" he asked as he opened up the black leather case he had brought in with him.
"Completely," she said looking at him.
"Good," he smiled, "Very good," he said, "Take off your robe and lay on the bed then,"
Jane did as he said taking off her robe and lying on the bed. Antoine pulled out two long velvety robes and moved to the bed. He pushed her hands over her head and tied them securing them to the bed frame, "Are they too tight Bella?" he asked.
"No," she said softly. She was all ready getting aroused and he hadn't even touched her yet.
Antoine took out a small bottle of liquid and set it on the night stand. He then slipped something onto his hand and moved towards her, "Close your eyes," he said gently.
She did as he said and she heard a small hum and gasped as she felt gentle vibrations tickle her skin as he caressed her arm down and under before going down her side and grazing the outer swell of her breast. He did the same to the other side before moving it over her breasts and her eyes opened. He ran the little viberator over her breasts teasing her nipples as she gasped softly and squirmed.
"Antoine," she gasped.
He smiled as he ran his lower over her stomach and she parted her legs to him. He caressed her inner thighs teasing her with the promise of a touch but only teasing her. She was so wet and he was just starting.
He put his little toy aside and picked up the bottle opening it. She could smell the scent of Cinnamon as he tipped it and drizzled some over her breasts. She gasped again and then Antoine leaned in blowing on her skin making the liquid go hot on her skin.
"Shit," she gasped softly, "Oh god,"
Antoine smiled as she squirmed against her restraints and then he leaned over and began to lick the oil from her breasts making her moan and whimper. His tongue teased her nipples and then he sucked them until they were pink and hot.
"Antoine," she gasped again, "More,"
He moved down her body slowly licking her skin clean and moving down between her legs. He held up the bottle and tipped it again to let it drizzle as he parted her folds.
"Oh shit," she gasped closing her eyes. The liquid drizzled onto her and she held her breath waiting for him to blow and he did making it turn hot and she nearly came on the spot.
He put the bottle aside and moved in to lick the oil from her and she was panting hard as he licked her. He held her hips in his hands trying to keep her hips from bucking off the bed, as he tasted her. When his tongue snaked inside her she came and cried out. Antoine moved from her and through glassy eyes she watched as he stood at the foot of her bed and undressed slowly.
He undid his belt and tossed it aside before undoing his pants. He tugged his tight black T-shirt from the waist of his black jeans and pulled it up over his head revealing his chiseled chest to her. His muscles flexed as he tossed it aside.
He finished undoing his jeans and tugged them down revealing he wore nothing underneath, and his hard shaft sprang up thick and full from the nest of black curls between his strong legs. He moved to the bed and parted her legs seeing her tremble. He stroked his cock a few times before moving to sink into her. He then reached up and let her hands loose. She immediately wrapped herself around him
She panted and gasped as he moved inside her her nails racking his skin. She was rocking her hips wanting more of him. She he was so thick and hard inside her.
"Antoine," she gasped hard, "Harder,"
He complied as she drew her legs back letting him go deeper and he growled against her throat. He increased his pace thrusting into her hard and she cried out her nails digging into his back as she pounded into her.
"Oh Antoine.... oh god.... Oh.... oh god.... Antoine!" she screamed as she climaxed hard and bucked against his body.
She lay with him recovering from their encounter. He caressed her back as she lay against him and soon she drifted off to sleep once more.
Jane woke again in the early evening Antoine gone once again a rose and note this time yellow. She smiled as she lay in the bed. If the fantasy held true Frank would be last she could only wait for him to come to her.
It grew later and Jane was getting a little impatient. Of all the men Frank was the one she was the most curious about. He was the most mysterious. She pulled on a nightgown and a robe and moved to the couch in front of the fireplace.
When the knock came on her door however she suddenly felt nervous. She stood up and straighten her robe, "Come in," she said softly.
Frank peaked his head in and looked her up and down quickly, "Jane?" he asked.
"Yes," she said. The door opened all the way and Frank walked into the room wearing black v-neck cashmere sweater and smoke gray slacks. She thought she was going to faint.
"I brought your dinner," he smiled as a woman pushed a cart in behind him, "Hope you like Chinese,"
"I adore it," she smiled. The woman pushed the cart over to the sofa and set it up before leaving. Frank motioned for her to sit and then joined her.
"I trust you're having a good time," said Frank as he started eating.
"It's been interesting to say the least," she said watching him.
"Good," he smiled, "Aren't you hungry?"
"Uh yeah," she said picking up her chopsticks. All the others had come on like freighttrains and now here was Frank playing hard to get? She decided to go with it.
"I needed to get away," he said as he ate, "I haven't had anytime off in ages,"
"I'm sure your job is very stressful," she said looking at him.
"90% of my job stress comes from one place and his name is Cody," said Frank. Jane nearly choked on her tea at his statement.
"Sorry," she laughed, 'Sounds like a real treat,"
"He's a pain in my ass but he's good,"
"I'll take your word for it," she smiled.
They finished eating and then sat on the sofa together talking a more, "Doesn't it ever get scary, I mean you've been shot at,"
"I've been shot at, stabbed, nearly run over," he said, "All kind of goes with the job,"
"And you can live with that...as it were," she smiled.
"It's what I'm trained for," he said, "It does make keeping a relationship hard though. They tend to freak out and run,"
"Well I'm sure it has to be hard to watch the person you care about walk out the door and then wonder if they're coming back,"
"Yeah," said Frank, "That's a big part of it. But I also can't give up my job it's a big part of who I am, it made me who I am,"
"I can understand that," she smiled.
"You have a beautiful smile," he said as he reached out and caressed her cheek gently.
"Thank you," she said blushing, "You're not at all what I was expecting,"
"Really?" he said cocking an eyebrow at her.
"I was expecting you to just sort of come in here and take total control over me, do as you wanted and leave,"
"Now that would be a waste of an evening don't you think?"
"Yes," she smiled, "This has been interesting so far,"
"Yes it has," he said caressing her cheek again. This time his thumb caressed her lips a bit making them tremble.
"Frank," she said softly.
"Shh," he said softly as he leaned in and kissed her gently.
His lips were soft against hers and she sighed softly as he kissed her gently coaxing her lips apart. She moaned as his tongue stole into her mouth and he pulled her against him. She felt his arms go around her and his lips never left hers as he stood up and carried her over to the bed.
He laid her down gently and moved to her holding her close. He looked in her eyes as he gently trailed his fingers over the features of her face and she shuddered. There was something in his dark brown eyes something that wasn't there with the others.
He kissed her again and his hand found the tie of robe and tugged it gently. He parted the material and slipped his arms around her as he pressed his leg between hers. She moaned softly into his mouth. She was more then just aroused, there was something different washing over, a warm inviting sensation that was consuming her.
Frank's mouth moved to her neck and up to her ear his hot breath making her eyes flutter shut as she gasped. As his mouth moved over her neck and throat his hands began to slowly draw the silken material down her body to expose her breasts to him.
He kissed slowly down between her breasts as her fingers sunk into his short locks. He let his fingers trail over her breasts caressing her skin teasing her all ready hard nipples. She was trembling under his feather light touch.
He let the short hairs of his Vandyke rub over the hard peak of her breast before letting his tongue make a slow wet circle around it. She arched her back and moaned as his hot mouth engulfed her sending a wave of pleasure crashing over her.
He slowly explored each breast until Jane thought she wouldn't be able to take another moment. He then moved gripping the material of her gown and tugging it over her hips as she lifted up. He pulled it off and tossed it aside. She watched as he gripped his sweater and pulled it over his head his muscles rippling as he removed it and tossed it with her gown.
He guided her to her stomach and Jane lay there whimpering softly as Frank kissed over her neck and shoulders, down her spine and to the small of her back. His mouth moved over the curve of her ass making her tremble and shake. She had a hard throb between her legs that was threatening to consume her.
He rolled her onto her back once more and leaned over her kissing her again. She reached between them undoing his slacks and slipping her hand inside to grip his shaft. Frank groaned softly and then gently gripped her wrist moving from her. He took his slacks off before moving back onto the bed.
He moved between her legs letting his hard shaft rest against her as he caressed her face again and gazed into her eyes.
Before she could speak Frank kissed her and then shifted his hips pushing into her causing her to moan into his mouth. He slid his hands under her back gently gripping her shoulders as she arched her back and he began kissing her skin tenderly as he began to move inside him.
"Frank," she gasped softly as she felt him gliding in and out of her slick sheath, his hard shaft finding all her most sensitive and magical spots inside her. She felt like she was soaring, her heart was racing; her mind, body and soul were in sheer ecstasy as he moved against her.
His hands moved caressing her body as they moved together both of them panting softly and something in Jane's chest made her whole soul cry out for him as a tear slide down her cheek. Frank nuzzled her neck as he continued to take her slowly and she closed her eyes, "I love you," she whispered so softly only angles would have heard it.
She felt Frank's pace increase ever so slightly and her body was strung out tight like the strings of a guitar and Frank was
playing her so beautifully. She felt it then, that familiar tingle inside her core and she felt it crash over her like a warm tidal wave as she shattered under him.
She felt him shatter as well felt his weight on top of her but she was powerless to move or speak as she laid there quivering and felt herself slipping into blackness. She tried to open her eyes and could not and she drifted off completely.
Jane woke early the next morning and found the bed empty. This time there was no rose, no note and Jane burst into tears pulling her knees up to her chest.
"No," she sobbed softly.
"Baby.... why are you crying?" came a familiar voice. Jane's head shot up and she saw Frank standing in the bathroom door, towel around his waist, and toothbrush in hand.
"Frank?" she said wiping her cheeks.
"Well who else would be here?" he smiled, "Why are you crying?"
"I.... I thought you left," she stammered.
"Now that's silly," he said, "You know I was only teasing when I said I was going to leave you here if you didn't get up," he smiled.
"What?" she said her head was spinning.
"Baby are you okay?" he said, "You're acting awfully funny,"
"This was a fantasy," she said, "I...I thought,"
"You didn't read your contract very well did you?" he smiled.
"I...I," she was totally confused.
"Read the contract you sign," said Frank.
Jane got up and found her purse and pulled out the papers she had signed and started reading.
"Part of their guarantee was that your hidden desire of your heart would be fulfilled," said Frank, "Do you remember what you put on your application?"
Jane sat down on the edge of the bed in shock, "I put down I wanted a strong, sensitive man, who made me feel loved and protected, who could be strong yet make me feel so loved it would move me to tears," she stopped.
"And?" he said.
"And who looked like Frank Donovan," she said with a blush.
"Have you had a change of heart?" he smiled, "Or am I still the hidden desire of your heart?"
Jane stood up and walked over to him. She reached out with a trembling hand and touched his strong face and ran her fingers over his soft lips.
She remembered, she remembered the words she had whispered to him, the way he had made her feel the night before.
"I love you," she said softly.
"I love you too," he smiled softly, "Now how about getting dressed so we can go home,"
"Definitely," she smiled. Jane showered and dressed and rejoined Frank. As they drove away from the hotel Jane smiled. She had gone looking for a fantasy and was going home, with a real prince. As she looked over at Frank driving she smiled, "I guess there is such thing as happily ever after."
The End