New Delhi, India. The Imperial Hotel.
The elevator sounds its arrival with a loud 'DING!" The doors whirr and open slowly to reveal Evelyn standing on the other side. Stepping out of the elevator, she looks left then right. Taking a right turn she walks down the hallway with confidence and a catwalk style gait. Wearing her favorite jeans, they hug her curves perfectly until they reach her knee only to flair out widely to cover 95% of her Etnies. She's not wearing a top, only a black vest that's attached by one button - black with white pin stripes to match her black and white Etnies. Her hair was half waves and half curls, a disheveled mess.
Finally reaching the door she desired, she reached up and knocked on the door, standing off to the side so you couldn't see her through the peep hole. There was a pause, but shortly thereafter the door opens and there stands Mark Ward. Comfortable in a white wife beater and men's sleeping pants, he stands with one hand on the door and the other on the door sil.
Evelyn steps forward before he could say anything else, grabbing both sides of his face and standing on her tip toes to press her lips against his, breathing in sharply through her nose. He was somewhat shocked, however reacted quickly and lowered his hand from the door to press it against her lower back - escorting her against him. He moved toward his right, pressing her against the door sil as their mouths danced. Their lips parted and closed in that passionate way, tasting each other and enjoying the feeling of flesh against flesh with only the sound being breathing through their noses. The kiss finally ended as Evelyn caught his bottom lip and gently nibbled it until she pulled away, his lip popping back in place. "Mmmmmm wow." He said lowly, then licked his lips. His eyes catching hers and she smiled, "So now, cheered up?" He chuckled a bit and nodded, looking down at her. They were only an inch or two apart, his hand on the door sil above her head and the other now rested upon her hip. "Very, thank you." He said huskily, wanting to pull her inside and continue their "conversation" but he was doing his best to repress those thoughts and be a gentlemen - but after all, she did kiss him first. "Well, you shouldn't let those irrelevant folks on Twitter get you so messed up."
"Yeah, well I'm surprised you actually showed up - I thought you were joking around.." He shrugged a bit and she giggled, "Valid, I guess - but I'm not a flake. Sorry to disappoint." She shot him a playful look and they both broke out in a small burst of laughter. "Not disappointed in the least. So can I expect another "visit" anytime soon?" Evelyn smiled and slid down the door sil a little to duck under his arm - releasing herself from his grip and licking her lips. "We'll see hot stuff." She grinned. He turned and she softly tapped his nose with her forefinger and turned to walk off. Looking over her shoulder she grinned at him, "Keep your eye on the horizon, lover boy." His eyes locked on her ass as she walked away, leaving him standing in the doorway scratching his head. He chuckled and walked back into his room shaking his head. The door closes.
