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He then cleans her jeans from the mud stains and her top then covers her in the white soft blanket. He wonders where to sleep as he puts his hand on his waist, surveying the room. It has only one small bed in it with his box of clothes by the side. He thinks of sleeping on the floor but it is cold and there is no carpet flooring on it except for the terrazzo tiles. He looks at the space beside her on the bed and lays next to her as he curls himself and covers his body with his jacket.

And then there was a lounge. On the third floor, which was the last floor of the mansion, there was a stretch of six spacious bedrooms, three on both sides and directly facing each other. Andrew let her into all the bedrooms except one which was his father's bedroom. The interior of Andrew's bedroom, which was directly next to Maddie's own, featured the Star Wars theme with a Star Wars Marquee Wall Art and a Star Wars Lightsaber 7-Piece Comforter Set and beddings. There was a study desk and a chair on one end of the room and bedside lamps on both of the bedside tables placed on the right and left side of the bed. And there was also a large wardrobe directly opposite the bed.

"It's late." I nodded, suddenly nervous about sharing his bed again. "I should change first," I said, standing up quickly. Alexander nodded. "The closet is all yours." I padded down the hallway to the massive closet room, flipping on the light. The space still overwhelmed me with its boutique-like organization of clothes, shoes, and accessories. I opened a drawer containing silk pajama sets in various colors and styles. My fingers traced over the delicate fabric, finally selecting a simple navy blue set with shorts and a button-up top.

"The bedroom is to the left." It's just another room. I was the one who suggested having sex in it, but my legs suddenly feel heavy and unruly. I probably associate sleeping in a place with something intimate: pillows bearing the imprint of a head and sheets absorbing the scent of skin. Given the astronomical prices Jaden pays for accommodation, I hope the sheets are changed here daily and that I don't smell a woman's perfume. The bedroom is in perfect hotel order. The bed is made, there isn't a speck of dust on the nightstand, and the only thing lying around is a men's watch. I automatically estimate its cost at one hundred and fifty thousand dollars.

I went upstairs, in the master’s bedroom to get some mattress ,pillows, pillow cases and some blankets. This year, I am not alone. This will be the first time in my two hundred years of stay in the world, that I'll be with someone. This someone is a mortal. I am dragging the mattress, while the pillows, blanket and their covers were placed in a bag. The basement is large enough for a family. When I returned, both of them were fast asleep. I prepared their room, I placed a divider between our spaces. I even go the extra mile of making a crib for the child.

Couches surrounded the space, bringing a comfort that made me want to snuggle up in the spot for hours. As we walked further into the cabin, I noticed that there was a well-stocked kitchen and a small dining area perfect for a short getaway. Perfect for a short getaway with two people... Lucas and I then walked toward the bedroom and my heart skipped a beat. There was only one room in this entire house meaning that... There was only one bed. My nervousness resurfaced, and I couldn't help but wonder if Lucas had thought this through. Did he expect us to share that one bed tonight? Did he know there was only one room when he rented this place?

The room was getting colder, and Zain felt the need to adjust the temperature of the Air Conditioner. The young guy advanced to his bed, grabbed the AC remote and increased the temperature to twenty six. His room was spacious and large enough to accommodate five times the size of his bed. All furniture were made of expensive wood. The wall was covered in wallpaper of different types of surfboards, ocean and the wave, a huge flat TV screen and a splint AC were perfectly fixed to provide enough luxury and comfort to the owner.

"Then I will...." "Luna," Driven called just her name. It was low and final. "One room. One night." She looked at him for a long moment. "Fine," she said. Like it cost her something significant. --- The suite was huge. It has big windows with a great city view. There's a comfy spot to sit and a bathroom with a nice big tub you can see from the door. There's also just one bed. It's a big, fancy king-size bed, and it's clear it's the only place to sleep.

If anything, they’d just begun. Whether or not he planned to go with them across the border, she wasn’t sure. As she hauled her backpack down the hall to their room, she tried to envision an easy transition from where they were now, somewhere in yet another no-man’s-land, and the highly organized, militarized, closely governed nation to the north. “All right,” Seth said, a keycard in his hand. “They only had one room, but it has two bedrooms and a large living room with a couch that turns into a bed.” He unlocked the door and pushed it open as if everything he’d just said wasn’t a problem.

Once the jewelry was accepted, Edward felt perfectly justified pushing for grandchildren and shut her and Tim into the same room. “I slept all day,” Edward said. “I don’t plan on closing my eyes tonight. Let’s see which of you dares sneak out of the room.” Rachel looked around Tim’s bedroom. There were no sofa and spare blankets. There wasn’t even a chair. There was only one bed and one blanket—if they wanted to sleep separately, one of them would have to climb onto the beams. Tim never really called this place home. He usually came back just to sleep and then left.