Her heart felt like it was trying to escape her chest. Her stomach was filled with butterflies the size of eagles. As she waited by the elevator, watching the front doors of the hotel through a fake fern against the wall, she once again asked herself what she was doing. Was she crazy? Insane? Itchy? She was aroused, and her body ached for what she had planned… but she was also terrified. The combination of arousal and fea...