Justin gets immediately back to his Eleanor, who either didn't notice or doesn't want to question him about his exchange with her boss. Although he's an expert liar, he's not sure if he could lie to Eleanor, if she asked him about Mercedes: he can only hope she never asks, and never mention her himself. Eleanor wraps herself around him, whispering, "I love you," as she nestles her head against his shoulder. She presses her lips close to his ear, drops her voice even lower than a whisper, to almost nothing, and tells him she rented a room in this hotel for the night, and she wants him to make love to her. It's a strange thing that comes over him then, a wave of heat & rush of fear, deepest happiness, knowing what this means to her, and phobic, panting dread. Surprises like that can do that to him, sometimes.

She's planned this all out, the room, the champagne & absolutely the sexiest lingerie he's ever seen. She planned it without knowing how often he's been in this very room or one of it's twins in this hotel, not knowing that her boss has been one of his most regular clients since he got into the business, unaware that just being with her in this room makes him nervous, as though he expects Mercedes to walk in at any time, like this space is hers. He always thought, if he gave it thought, that if it came to this, he would have the time to plan it himself, to make it perfect for her. But he has no idea what 'perfect' is, outside his the sphere of his art.

He tries to hide it, but she asks him if he's nervous as he kisses her, his hands trembling in her hair. "Yes," he whispers, he's so far out of his element, and it means so much to her, but he doesn't know what he should do. "Take off your clothes," she commands him, and he responds immediately, dropping the jacket, pulling off the tie, relieved to have an order to follow.

He doesn't need to know what to do: tonight it's her game. She's never played it before, but she's already made up her own rules. And he can see by the light in her eyes, she's enjoying the power rush.

Justin submits happily to her ferocious kiss, letting her pull his hair & bite his lips.

"Get in bed," she commands him, her voice rich with power. He has nothing to fear now, she's going to take care of everything....