thereporter2

At 14.55 she was outside His hotel.
Her legs were shaky and he mouth was dry.
She had been given very detailed instructions, to go to disk and wait there until a guard
came and asked for her name.
Then she would follow the guard, she had been told not to speak the persons behind the
disk about him.
She took a deep breath and went in.
She sat in a chair beesides the disk for almost 20 minutes.
Until she saw a gigant black man coming up to her.
�Jane Brendal�,he asked.
�Yes �,she said.
�Follow me�
She stood up and grabbed her purse, then she walked after the guard to the elevator.
Her mind was so blocked by the thought that he was just a few meters away, that she
didnt remeber going the elvevator,after.
She kinda woke up when they was standing outside his door.
The guard qiukly knocked..
�Who�s there?�, she just got shaky, she rely knew that voice, it was his voice.
�That reporter�, said the guard.
�Oh okay let her in�
�I leave you alone from here�,said the guard.
�Yes...ok� she said. Thinking that just couldnt be.
�Take some deep breaths�,said the guard and smiled at her.
She waited a little then she said to her self, if I dont do it now i can just go home!
She opened to the door,little by little until it was wide open.
Then she saw him. He was sitting at a desk infront of the window, he was looking out.
He was dressed in a pair of black trousers and a blue shirt, his long black was putted up
in a loose tail, wich made it hang down over his schoulders.
His neck was more beautiful then in any pictures... she just felt warm inside.
The room was just like a normal, exlusive hotelroom.
She didnt know what to say, they way it looked he hadnt disovered her yet
�Hrmmhrm�,she said and knocked softly at the door.
He quickly turned around,he looked at her
�Oh..Ms.Brendal, I didn hear you,I�m very sorry.�
Oh my god.. she tought, he knew her name.
�You dont have to apologies, Mr.Jackson�
�Please, say Michael, come in�
She walked a way from the door and he closed it behinde her.