Chapter Thirty One

By the time we reached San Francisco and settled into our rooms, it was way past 6 in the evening. I was so exhausted and just wanted to curl up and sleep on the bed. Tim's friend, Micheal, was gracious enough to give us a huge ass room that was so cozy and cute.

"Oh God! I could sleep on this forever. It's so fucking soft." I sighed and rolled all over the bed, making Tim chuckle in response. He joined me on the bed and pulled me closer but instead of feeling warm and excited, I felt nervous. It definitely had to do with what he said when we left my apartment.

Forever!

That word gave me the chills and I realised that I was not ready for that level of commitment yet.

"Hey, you okay?" Tim asked with a concerned look on his face and I gave him a small smile.

"Yeah, must be the jet lag. I just need to rest for sometime."

It was not a complete lie. He nodded in understanding and kissed my forehead before he got up from the bed.

"So I guess it's only me then. Are you sure you don't