Liam, please...

We checked into the hotel. I picked up the keys to our room, and Adele and I went over to the elevator. I pressed on one of the buttons to bring the elevator down, then looked down at Adele.

“Are you still with me?” I asked, tentative.

She looked up at me with a smile, though it looked a little strained around the edges.

“I’m not changing my mind,” she said, and it almost sounded like a Promise.

We both looked up as one of the elevator doors opened. A few people got out, and Adele and I got inside, alone.

Adele and I had space separating us, but as soon as the doors closed, I was hyperaware that I wasn’t alone in the elevator. My heart was beating so fast and hard, I could swear I heard it in my ears, and she probably did, too. I peeked at her out the corner of my eye, and she was standing there with her arms wrapped tight around herself. I would have thought she was uncomfortable, but I noticed how she kept throwing looks at my body that would have had me smirking any other time, bu