The knock sounded on her door, but she was sure, it hadn't come from the door to the hallway.  She turned and realized that there was an adjoining door between their rooms.  She was so tired last night, she hadn't noticed it, nor had she done so this morning.<br/><br/>"Marti, don't keep the man waiting," she said, half out loud to herself, as she hurried toward the door between their rooms.  She lay her hand on the doorknob, and turned it, as if in slow motion.  It was like opening Pandora's box.  A thousand thoughts flooded her mind at once.  What would happen, if they opened this door?  Was she ready to face him?  Was she ready to face herself, her own inadequacies?  It had been so long, since she had been interested in a man, and she had to face it, she was<em>more</em>than interested!  She<strong>was</strong>attracted to him, of that she had no doubt.  She didn't want to be just a vacation conquest.<br/><br/>He seemed interested, but she was in no way interested in being a "friend with benefits", or worse, just a "fuck buddy" on a vacation.  It was too soon, to even be thinking like this.  She needed to cool her jets a bit, and his, if he was feeling the same way she was.  How on earth was she going to do that, without losing him, to some other single woman on vacation.<br/><br/>Shaking her head, she opened the door, and looked him in the eye, and smiled brightly at him.  "Um, sorry, it took me a minute to figure out that you weren't out in the hallway!"  Oh, for the love of Pete, Marti, that sounds downright<strong><em>blond</em></strong>she thought to herself, but it was out of her mouth, before she realized it.  "Are you ready to go?", she asked him, and that sounded just as silly, because she doubted he would be knocking on her door, if he wasn't.