(Desire POV)
Dean showed me the room where I would stay for the time being. It was a spacious room with a queen-sized bed in the middle and a walk-in closet next to the attached bathroom. Dean put my luggage in the room before calling me.
“I am sorry! I forgot your name,” he said while scratching the back of his neck in embarrassment. I giggled after witnessing his embarrassed face.
“My name is Desire!” I said, and he nodded.
“It's a lovely name but a bit too long for me. Can I call you Dee if you don’t mind it?” He asked, and I put my finger on my chin like I was in deep thought.
“If you don’t want…”
“Okay! You can call me Dee. It’s okay for me,” I answered, and then he understood that I purposely wanted to make him nervous. A smile appeared on his lips.
“You scared me for a m
