Aspen POV
I walked back Leticia to her room before I was way too scared to go to mine. What if he was freaking staying and waiting there for me. At this point, I was already imagining him taking me in different positions on my very own bed.
“This is the first time you are doing this in Aspen. You almost seemed like a gentleman at one point!” she blurted out.
“Haha, really? I'm actually doing this in order to aid my digestion. I feel constipated,” I lied straight through my teeth.
“You ate nothing but Aspen grapes! how could you be constipated!” she detected my lie at once.
“You are a hell of an observer, Leticia,” I pointed out.
“That wasn't a compliment!” I shot back.
“I know,” she matched my tone. “Thank you for the walk to Aspen,” she said and I nodded in response.
The hallways
