i stepped up next to her and leaned against the counter , watching her spin the opener into the cork . his voice was startling and cut through the noise of the bar with little effort . she dropped her head to the side , giving me better access to her neck , her fingers still tracing little circles on my back , underneath my shirt . thats why i was only there for the service . `` exactly how are we supposed to get to my room ? '' but he was wrong , and this , today , this is gods punishment . 