Heirot

Cainon left the money on the table and stood up. "Well I think I'm about to go up to the room and get washed up for bed." He rubbed his stomach and stretched.

"Are you coming right now or are you going to hang around down here?" he asked.

Xhaila looked around, seeing if there was anything to do down here besides sitting and drinking. She figured she didn't need to drink anything during a job, assignment, whatever you would rather call it.

"I think I'll go ahead and go up to the room, wash up after you do then go to bed as well," she said, standing up. "And thanks for paying for the room, Cainon."

"No problem," he replied with a smile.

When he got to the room, he opened the door and allowed Xhaila to enter first. "Ladies first," he said.

He followed her in and went to the bathroom. He did his business and washed his hands and face.

While Cainon washed up, Xhaila relaxed on the bed. It was quite comfortable, not what she was used to. She really appreciated Cainon's kindness, and she tried not to feel to guilty about it. She wondered if he was always this nice to women...

She could hear him in the bathroom, and she stood up when she noticed that he was almost finished.

Cainon stepped into the room and saw Xhaila stanind beside the bed. "Is it comfortable?" he asked jestering to the bed. He walked over and fell on it.

"Oh yeah! I would say it is nice." he sid closing his eyes. "I'll keep it warm for you while you wash up."

She laughed lightly and nodded. "Yeah, it's pretty comfortable."

She went to the bathroom, bringing her bag in with her, and washed her face. Then, she pulled out some clothes out of her bag, some loose fitting pants and a tank top. She changed into them, just to get into something comfortable.

After changing, she went back into the bedroom to see Cainon still relaxed on the bed. "Finished," she said with a smile.

Cainon smiled, his eyes still closed. "So soon." he said yawning. "I was just getting comfy."

He opened his eyes and saw her standing in front of him. His heart nearly melted. Her silver hair flowing down behind her. She radiated with young beauty. She still seemed to small and fragile to be in this line of work.

He pushed himself up from the bed. He looked around at the hardwood floor. "I guess one spotts as good as another." He sat down on the floor next to the bed then laid back on his back. He squirmed a little trying to get comfortable. It definitely wasn't the bed. "It's not as bad as it looked," he lied with a smile.

She could tell that he was lying to her and that he wasn't comfortable. She laid across the bed on her stomach, her head handing over the side so that she could talk to him.

"Cainon, if it's that uncomfortable, you can sleep on the bed, really," she said. "I really don't mind sleeping on the floor. You're going to make me feel guilty."

"Oh no," he said, "I'm fine down here. I would feel a lot worse if you slept here."

He rolled over and closed his eyes. "I'm just fine." He tried to go to sleep as best he could.

She sighed, still feeling guilty about him sleeping on the floor, but it was an argument she knew she wouldn't win. She pulled back the covers and laid down, finding that the bed was really, very comfortable. 150% better than that floor, she was sure.

"Good night, Cainon," she whispered before passing out.

Cainon awoke in the middle of the night. Everything in his body was stiff.He sat up and stretched. He leaned over to where Xhaila lied her head.

"Xhaila," he whispered, " Would you mind sharing the bed? This floor is too hard for anyone to sleep on." He could handle sleeping on the ground outside but this floor was ridiculously hard and uncomfortable.

"Umm.." she blushed a bit as she sat up in bed, yawning after Cainon woke her up. "Sure, I guess so." She was half asleep anyway, not really sure what was going on. She scooted over to give him room and quickly went back to sleep.

Cainon laid on the bed and snuggled under the covers. It was warm and a lot more comfortable than the floor had been. "Thank you," he whispered falling into a peaceful sleep.

She didn't hear the 'Thank you', as she had already fallen back asleep, hardly aware of what had happened anyway.

She woke up at a decent time the next morning, the day still fresh, though it was too early. She sat up and stretched her arms, letting out a big yawn. She then threw her arms back behind her, spreading them out somewhat, to hold her up as she leaned back. Her hand hit something though.

What could it be?

It was warm, and it was moving slightly. She looked down at what her hand had hit and saw Cainon laying there. What the hell was he doing in bed with her?!

"Eeeek!" she screamed, falling backwards off the bed and landing with a hard 'thud' on the floor.

Cainon jumped out of the bed ready to fight when he suddenly awoke from the sound of a loud thud and a rather high pithed scream. He looked around but didn't see anyone or anything.He had forgotten about Xhaila for a moment but quickly remembered and noticed she was gone.

He heard some quiet moaning from the other side of the bed. "Uh... Xhaila?" he asked sounding a little confused.