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I found myself staring at him, but afraid that he may catch me, I tried to focus on the TV in the seat in front of me as much as possible. Finally I managed to doze off. I woke up once, and caught him looking at me through the reflection of his iPad. How long had he been watching me? Had he known I was staring at him earlier? Off the plane, we grabbed our bags and headed to the hotel shuttle. We were exhausted, and he looked completely relaxed in the car, his legs spread. Even on the plane ride he dresses in sharp suit pants and a fitted shirt. Damn it looks good on him. He's barking orders at the driver, in his Hispanic accent. I just silently watch, completely turned on by his dominance, nodding whenever he gestures for agreement. I check into my room, and I have several hours to kill before going to bed. The jet lag has my schedule totally out of whack. I head down to the bar to grab a bite to eat, and lo and behold, there he is. He smiles when he sees me and gestures for me to sit down next to him. He has a drink in front of him, already 2/3 empty. He's still wearing that business outfit, and as he leans over the bar, his shirt is tight against his broad back. We start to chat and I order a Screwdriver. And another. I'm such a lightweight; I'm already feeling a bit drunk. He tells a joke and as I'm looking away and laughing, his hand casually finds its way to my leg. I'm trying to play it cool, but my heart is racing. I start to doubt myself, "Maybe it was an accident, a mistake" until he starts moving his hand on my thigh, up and down. He has such strong hands. I'm such a sucker for hands and forearms A break in conversation, I'm glancing at the TV above the bar, when suddenly he stands up. He puts both hands on my shoulders, and says, "I'm in room 612. If you need anything" He brings his head down until his mouth is so close to my ear I can feel his warm breath. 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