ZOEY
“Your room’s a lot more luxurious than mine. If you can’t sleep in yours, surely, it would be impossible for you to sleep in mine.” Professor Beaumont said in a countering tone. It was as though he had clocked her.
“Never say never. I haven’t tried it yet, and so, I think we can’t say that.” She shook her head, stepping closer to him.
“No. Zoey. You can’t be here. Please.” He begged, taking a step backwards to put some distance between them.
“Why can’t I be in the same room with you? What’s wrong with that?” She quizzed, brows furrowing.
“You and I know that it’s wrong on all moral grounds. It’s illicit for us to be in the same room at these odd hours, and so, I’m begging you to please step out.” He begged, and Zoey smiled so subtly. The man was fighting with everything he had, b
