Van placed her hand on the elevator wall, the doors were about to open...she needed to get to her room. Where was that dratted key? Her vision was swimming, she felt a presence behind her..."Darling, let me help you to your room."
"Get away from me! Don't you see that you are bothering me...just leave me alone!" Van tried desperately to get as far from him as possible. Chai grabbed her arm and pushed her into the elevator. She tried to scream for help but she could feel the darkness creeping in on her. "Chai let me go...please...don't..." Van sank into his arms as she lost consciousness.
Chai picked her up and carried her in his arms. He sighed a happy sigh; his woman was right back where she belonged. He knew the perfect place to make her realize he was the only man for her. Such a stubborn little thing...but he understood her wariness when it came to love...he knew he could show her that what they have was worth fighting for and if she didn't want to admit it...well he had his ways...
A few hours later...
Van awoke to a throbbing in her head; her eyes were refusing to open. It was as if she had lead weights on her lids. She slowly adjusted to her surroundings; the room was dim and difficult to make out. She realized that she was in someone's bed! She began to get her bearings and glanced down, she was wearing a man's shirt...but how?! The bathroom door slid open, Van shielded her eyes from the light. A familiar voice rang through the dark room, "Darling, I see you decided to wake up." Was he laughing at her? The gall of that man, who did he think he was?
Before she could even muster a response to his question, she realized something else, "Chai, what did do to me? Where are my clothes? Where am I?" The more she thought it out, the more worried she became. She tried to shake her head, why was he smiling at her like that? Chai had always been a gentleman, he would never take advantage of her in her weakened stated or would he?
