Kayla Van Buren

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Hanging out in LA sounded like her idea of a good time, but she wasn't really in it for the city. She wouldn't say she was easy, but she was comfortable with a heavily sexual relationship. She felt good sex was important, and from what she was hearing, she didn't think Henry was getting good sex. If his last girlfriend was any indication, he probably was getting half-assed rides when she actually was interest, and most of the time she wasn't. She wanted to loosen him up a bit, and this seemed like the perfect opportunity to do it.

Making her way up in the elevator, she didn't pull out her phone to text him until she was on the floor, prepared to say that they could delay going out for food for a little bit, while she welcomed him to the city properly. But she was also prepared for the possibility that he would say no. And if he did, that was okay. She just wanted him to know the option was there.

Henry had spent the day on his own in LA, just trying to take it all in and relax. The holidays hadn't been so great after his breakup, and he needed some time. He got ready to meet Kayla, dressing in crisp khaki pants and a blue long sleeved shirt. When he got her text, he grabbed his wallet and room key and went to pull the door to his room open.

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