"What are you doing in my room?"
Allison turned around. Ryan was leaning in his door while folding his arms against his chest.
The door was closed! When did he come and close the door? She did not hear any noise.
"I came to take.." She paused when she saw something on his white shirt.
"To take what?" He asked.
Her eyes were on his shirt only. There was a mark of a red lipstick inch down from the collar of his shirt. It was visible. Not only her, but also anybody could notice it.
Allison remembered what would have happened between them in the morning.
They might have kissed if he had not moved away from her.
How could she do that? Had she lost her mind?
He came back to his home after doing dirty things with another girl. As he always did.
Allison looked away and replied,
"I mistakenly came here."
"Really?"
"Yeah." She declared and walked to the door.
However, he was standing there at the door. If she wanted to go, she had to move him.
"How can you mistakenly come to a man's room? N
