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“Wow! Your room is outstanding?” I gasped when he opened the door to his room, staring at how large and neat his room was.

His room was painted white, with a dark blue floral printed oversized rug which added warmth to the room as I stepped in, laid from the entrance of his room, and stopped halfway through the room.

“Thank you,” I heard him murmur behind me, my eyes traveled to where his bed was. The master-size bed was laid with thick white and navy-blue duvets, which complemented the rug laid on the floor with several pillows on it.

The headboard was also in navy blue.

“Is blue your favorite color?” I asked him eagerly.

“Yeah,” He answered, and I nodded.

“I thought so too,” I smiled glancing at him through my shoulder before walking further into his room, then he closed the door behind him with a slight thud.

I strutted over to his bed and placed my hands and flattened my palms on the bed as the bed pressed in slightly while bending over.

Damn!

'It's so soft,' I cried out in my min