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As we tiptoed down the hallway to our room, I stopped for a moment and rubbed my forehead when I remembered I had told him we were only in one room. I couldn't understand myself anymore. I planned to get closer to him, but it suddenly changed when he kissed me earlier.

I immediately approached him when he was about to open my room. "Sir, wait a minute." He stopped when I called him. He looked at me curiously.

"Why?" he asked. I looked at the key he was holding in my room. "Oh, don't worry. I won't sleep here. I will stay in my room." I bit my lower lip. Did he feel like I suddenly didn't want to? "Here you go, good night. Wear presents tomorrow," he added. I just nodded and entered my room first.

"Good night," he said in a low voice. I did not respond to him. I just let him close the door.

I closed my eyes and shouted because I was annoyed with myself. "This is what you want, Lucille. What the hell is happening to you?" I mumbled to myself because, honestly, I felt weird.

I just picke