You pointed to his sign; the sign he had spent all night working on. That meant something, right? In Felix’s mind it did. You practically confessed your love for him. He was yours and you acknowledged him.

The fan found your hotel. It didn’t take long. It was easy to follow your black BMW downtown to the luxury and out of the way place. You were smart, you didn’t want anyone else to find you. Just him.

The tricky part was following you upstairs. The place was filled with security but he sneakily made his way past the fools and up to your room where he sat as he waited for you to get out of the shower.

Felix smiled to himself. A night for just you two. You’d be happy to see him, he thought. He’s your lover after all.