Edinburgh
A Long Night's

Slowly Blaire opened her eyes, as Christian stopped his kiss. It was like a dream for a Blaire, because she could feel it. How special what the handsome man did to him, Blaire could not measure for sure.

"Sleep, please" said Christian. The dark-haired man's voice sounded very soft but also deep. He seemed to close his eyes.

"Did you just kiss me, Chris?" blaire didn't believe it.

"I have no other way" said Cristian.

"Does that mean you wouldn't have done it if I hadn't talked much?" ask Blaire again.

"I've been sleeping and I haven't heard you, Blaire" said Chirstian, who grew tired of the girl's attitude. For some reason, a talkative Christian must be confronted by a noisy girl like Blaire. On the one hand, Christian was feeling so tired. But on the other hand, he also seemed to get something new. The presence of Blaire, whom he considered a bully, sometimes allowed himself to singleness, even if only a faint arch.

"Are you asleep, Chris?" blaire asked again a few moments later. He turned to Christian who had closed his eyes and did not respond to him again. "Gosh, you slept really fast" said Blaire. The girl decided to get up from the bed. He stood by the glass window. Blaire looked out and tried to figure out what was going on.

The atmosphere in front of the motel where he was staying that night was already quite quiet. There were only one or two vehicles on the road. Shortly thereafter, Blaire sees another sedan stop in the back of the car that Christian considers to be the stalker's.

From inside the car, two men came out. One of them was tall and somewhat skinny, while the other was slightly shorter. They both wore black coats that were below the knee length. They both wear black fedora hats.

The two men seemed to be chatting, with someone who had just come out of the sedan that had been parked since. One of them also points to the two-story motel where Blaire and Christian are located. I don't know what they were talking about at the time. However, from the visible body language, it clearly shows that they are not ordinary people.

Feeling strange and frightened, Blaire returned to the bed. While Christian seemed to have fallen asleep with his hand still stretched straight to the side. The girl went back to laying near the man. He believes that Christian can take good care and protect him, even though Blaire is very curious about the black-coated men out there.

Blaire finally forced herself to close her eyes. He also needs to rest. The girl did not realize that there were already dozens of missed calls from Viktorija's number, because she accidentally set the phone in silent mode.

Moments later, Blaire seemed to have fallen asleep. Now, it was Christian's turn to open his eyes again. Apparently the man was just pretending to be asleep in front of Blaire.

At first glance, Christian looks at Blaire. The girl looked very beautiful even though she was sleeping. It's the silliest thing he does, when he kisses someone as much younger as Blaire. Slowly, the man pulled his hand. Christian then got up and approached the small window. "Finally you found me" said Christian coldly and half muttered.

The man, who was bare-chested at the time, walked up to the wooden chair where he had wrapped his jacket. Christian then reached into one of the pockets. He took his cell phone from there. Christian also appears to be typing a message.

They came to look for you. Be careful.

After the message was sent, Christian returned to the window. He saw that the two sedan cars were no longer there.

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It was a beautiful morning, even though the air was cold. As usual, Blaire won't wake up before hearing the voice of her mother's long talk. But the other was that morning. The sound of knocking on the door of the room, had managed to make the twenty-three-year-old girl instantly awake.

Christian has returned to wearing the t-shirt he lost last night. The man walked over to the door, then peeked out of the small hole there.

"Who's coming, Chris?" ask Blaire anxiously.

"Broom service officer. Looks like they brought us breakfast" said Christian. He then reached into the pocket of jeans, then took the key and opened the door.

"Breakfast for you, sir," said one blonde. He smiled kindly. The girl came in after Christian invited her. After delivering the food, the girl who was a motel employee rushed out of the room.

"You're talking!" blaire complains while checking her phone.

"Why?" christian asked, looking in surprise, at the girl who had not yet come down from the bed.

"Mother called me many times and I ignored her. Holy hooch! What will he think of me after this?" Blaire looks riled up. However, a moment later the girl gave a small smile, as Christian offered her a cup of hot coffee. "Thank you, Chris," said Blaire, receiving a white porcelain cup.

"Can we go home now?" ask the girl again.

"We really need to go home. I think the stalker's been gone since last night" said Christian, occasionally sipping his coffee. The look on the handsome man's face implied something Blaire still couldn't guess exactly.

"I'll ask you one more time, Chris. Who're they?" Blaire hopes that Christian will be willing to be open to her.

"I feel like I've always been kind and friendly to everyone. Why all of a sudden there's a mysterious group of men stalking and .. don't know what they want from me." Blaire sipped hot coffee which is expected to make the taste of the rage a little reduced.

"I'm sorry, Blaire" said Christian.

"Sorry for what?" Blaire frowned because she didn't understand.

"They were looking for me" Christian replied in the end.

The girl did not immediately respond. He just stared at the handsome man with the beautiful gray eyes before him. "seek you? Wh-wh-what for? Don't tell me that what everyone thinks of you is true. You ... You're a dangerous government fugitive. Are you a high-class criminal, a psychopath, or maybe a hit man," Blaire's cerocos relentlessly.

"Why are they looking for you, Chris? I see it's not like those men. Is that so?" Blaire again showed an attitude and huffed look, before sipping his coffee again.

Christian did not answer immediately. The man looked closely at the girl he had kissed last night with no plans at all. It never crossed the mind of the man who claimed to be from Mexico, to do such a thing to Blaire.

"They were looking for me for something" Christian said moments later.

"Something what?" blaire's sight is curious.

"Something I can't yet say plainly to you. But they are certainly not government agents. Nor am I a fugitive, a psychopath, or ... or ...." Christian did not have time to continue his words, because Blaire's phone seemed to light up.

It was an incoming call from Viktorija that Blaire answered immediately. "Hello," said the girl slowly.

"Aren't you going home again, Blaire?" ask the mother who made the girl feel bad at once.

"We .. ah I mean .. I'll be home soon, ma'am," replied Blaire nervously.

"Good, because I also have to go to the tavern immediately" Viktorija replied. After a short chat, he hung up his phone.

"You heard that, didn't you? I have to go home soon" said Blaire.

"I told you we're going home. However, we should first taste the food they have served this," said Christian calmly.

"alright. I'll go to the bathroom first. Gosh, I can't brush my teeth" Blaire complained as she passed. He continued to babble, until his voice was disguised by the gurgling of water flowing from the faucet. Not long after, Blaire has returned with a fresh-looking face. "It turns out they provide free brushes and toothpaste" the girl said with a big smile. He then sat down near Christian who had not responded to his chatter.

The man was busy with his cell phone. I don't know who the message is with, but the look on his face looks very serious. Blaire, who was waiting to start breakfast, could only take a deep breath. "Are you not done yet, Chris?" the girl was getting bored.

Christian awakened. He immediately turned his head and closed the phone screen, which he then placed on the table next to a plate filled with food. "Let's eat," he asked.

Blaire chewed on the food quickly like a rabbit. It made Christian who occasionally glanced at him, only able to smile knots.

Moments later, they were out of the motel. Both are headed straight for the car. Without lingering, Christian immediately drove his vehicle away from the parking area where they stayed overnight.

During the trip, there were not many things that the two talked about. Blaire looked at the rearview mirror many times, then looked back. He just wanted to make sure that no one was following them.

"I'm sure the guy who confronted us yesterday was different from the guy who was across the motel last night" Blaire said, breaking the silence between them. "Do you think they're still a cabal?"

"Eitherway. I have to investigate first" replied Christian flatly.

"A few days ago, the Sheldon family lawyer intercepted me on the street. He's talking strangely about Mr. Fraser's death" Blaire said.

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