Chapter 12
Two days later, we arrived in Orlando, Florida. Isaac and I decided not to be completely dumb and blow all the money too quick, so we stayed in a mediocre hotel the night before and decided to stay the rest of the week at the Disney hotel. We got a nice suite with one bed, a whirlpool, a balcony and a nice, large, queen size bed. We decided to spend the first day just milling around, going to the pool and then maybe go out to Medieval Times. Isaac called and made reservations for an 8:00 show there. While he did that, I went through my bag and found my swimsuit and changed so we could go to the pool.
“Ooh, sexy lady,” Isaac came up behind me when I was brushing my hair. “You going to leave your hair down?”
“I don’t know. I was thinking about putting it up so I don’t have to deal with it,” I shrugged as I pulled the blond tresses away from my face.
“Oh, please don’t. I love it when your hair is down,” he smiled devilishly and kissed the top of my head before leaving. I smiled a little and decided to comply, setting my brush back on the counter. I grabbed my shorts and put them on over the bottom of my swimsuit and grabbed a towel as well. Isaac returned again, his swimsuit on and towel already in hand.
“Ready?” I asked as I took his hand.
“Yeah, but before we go, I need to tell you something,” Isaac looked at me kind of sheepish.
“What?”
“Well, before we came in, I noticed that this place is swarming with people from the ages of 10 to 15. That’s my main audience and that means it’s very likely that I’ll be recognized,” Isaac sighed a little and went on, “and this means that we’re going to have to keep our distance. It’s very disconcerting for those little kids to see me with someone. Kissing and stuff. We can hold hands and hug and everything, but we just need to keep it a little low-key.”
“Okay, I understand,” I nodded. “But it’ll be hard to keep my hands off those amazing pecks of yours.”
I ran a hand over his smooth chest and laughed. “I’m going to have a heck of a time trying to keep my hands off you, and if I can do it, you definitely can, Mel. Now we can go down there and have fun like two friends should.”
“Wait,” I stopped him and pulled him to me, kissing him quickly. “Okay. Now I’ll race you to the elevator!”
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“And I have every CD you guys have put out after MON! Even the ones from other countries!” the 14-year old bragged to Isaac as he lay on a patio chair, trying to tan his white-boy body.
“Thank you very much for the support. We really appreciate it....uh....”
“Christy,” the girl supplied.
“Thank you, Christy. I’ll see you later,” Isaac politely dismissed her as he got up and slid into the pool. I laughed a little at the girl’s astonishment. It wasn’t because he had dismissed her but simply because he had talked to her. She was completely star-struck from talking to him.
I followed him into the pool and dove in headfirst. I felt someone suddenly grab me from behind and grab my hands. On instinct, I struggled to the surface, got some air and began to panic about what had grabbed me. I turned around to see Isaac laughing hysterically as he swam to the pool ladder. Thinking quick, I went to the wall and pushed off, swimming underwater as quickly as I could. When I felt the other wall a moment later, I jumped up out of the water and spotted Isaac grabbing his towel and running from the area. I quickly followed, of course. I chased him all the way to the elevator where I lost him. Deciding I had it in me, I ran to the stairs and began climbing, using all my muscles to get to the sixth floor. I reached it before the elevator did and I hid behind a large, Mickey Mouse sculpture when Isaac got off, chuckling to himself.
“Gotcha!” I quickly latched onto him and wrestled him to the ground, pinning down his arms so that he couldn’t move. “Thought you’d just scare me and run off, didn’t you? Well, no one ever escapes the wrath of Melody Wilson!”
“Okay fine! I give,” Isaac surrendered to me and I got up, victorious to enter the room, suddenly realizing how extremely out of breath I was.
“I’m glad you gave up,” I opened the door and threw my towel on the floor before collapsing on the nearby love seat, “because I needed to collapse.”
“Tired? It was only six flights of stairs. I think you’re getting feeble,” Isaac hovered over me and then straddled on top of me and lowered his face close to mine.
I was tickled slightly by water dripping from Isaac’s body to mine. “You’re wet.”
“Yeah, well, so are you,” he grinned before leaning down to place a tender kiss on my lips. “And you taste like pool water.”
I laughed and shook my head. “That’s great. Gives me motivation to go take a shower. Besides, I want to look real nice for you tonight.”
“Okay. Hey, why don’t I take my shower first so you can have all the time in the world to get ready without worrying about me?” he suggested.
“Sounds good!” I nodded. “I’m just going to put my swimsuit in there real quick, though, so it’ll start drying.”
I got up and went into the bathroom, where I took a bathrobe and changed into it, leaving my wet swimsuit hanging from a bar. I was already thinking of what I would wear to make the night more special. Suddenly, I realized I had nothing nice to wear.
“Hey, Ike,” I addressed him after I came out. “I’m going to go downstairs while you’re in the shower. I need some little extra toiletries and I’m sure they have them.”
“Okay,” he nodded before he brushed past me and into the bathroom. I felt really lucky that Isaac hadn’t asked more. The clothing store across the street would be open and I only had 10 minutes tops to go and find an outfit. I grabbed some money, slipped on some clothes and left while Isaac prepared to get into the shower.
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