Emma smiles and rubs her thumb across the celebrity's knuckles whenever he took her by the hand and confessed that he would have hated to see her leave so soon. Nodding her agreement and chuckling to fill the brief silence. She never thought she was going to enjoy her visit as much as she did right now, and the want to stay and not go home strengthened the longer she spent here. But she knew this visit was temporary, and she would<i>eventually </i>have to head back home to cook dinner for her and her husband. But that was a problem she'd face later on in the day.<br/><br/>Jason encourages her to pick and order whatever she wanted from the hotel's in-house menu, and she can't help but giggle when he suggests she takes a shower and him after her before he takes advantage of her heavenly body for the third time that day. Her cheeks burn with a hot blush from the 'beautiful' compliment and the affectionate caress to her face. She watched his eyes lower to study her lips, but she knew he probably wouldn't kiss her because her tongue still tasted the linger of his cum.<br/><br/>She feels the vibration of her phone from her husband's text, and she reads the message while standing from the bed and turning towards the bathroom she was just recently on. Looking over her shoulder when Jason suddenly interjected that he knew where he stood within this complicated relationship. That he knows that Daniel took priority when compared to Jason. Emma couldn't believe the relief that washed over her just from hearing him address the reality of the situation and reassuring her that he wasn't going to stir any unnecessary trouble.<br/><br/>"I really appreciate that... Thank you, Jason," she breathes out with a relaxed smile on her lips before pointing towards the menu. "Could you order something light? I usually don't eat heavy things for lunch. If there's some kind of Philly-cheesesteak they have, I'll totally get that," she says while slowly walking towards and into the bathroom. "Meat, cheese, peppers, mushroom, the lot," she describes her ideal cheesesteak, and her voice carries across the bathroom tile and reverberates around the glass shower walls.<br/><br/>Typing up her reply to her husband while padding towards the shower, she sends:<i>"No, Babe. I'm not in trouble. Thank you for checking up on me though. Lots of love, hugs, and kisses. See you tonight &lt;3"  </i><br/><br/>Setting her phone down onto the sink counter and stepping into the shower, she turns the water on. The spray lever is flipped up, and she rinses her mostly-clean body off. The water washes away the leftover cum that was beginning to feel sticky on her chest and breasts, and once she massaged her body down, she turns the shower off and leaves the bathroom with a fluffy towel wrapped around herself. Thoughtlessly leaving her phone in the bathroom as she crawls into bed and sits up against the headboard. Heaving a content sigh and looking around, she could definitely get used to living like this.