Domonique P.O.V
I agreed to meet Corry's demands as we rode up to my floor in silence. It felt a little bit awkward, but it was comfortable at the same time. My head was racing at a hundred miles an hour, trying to figure out why I could feel like this toward Corry. I don't even know him. I haven't even known him for more than twenty-four hours. The elevator doors dinged, signaling that we were on my floor. As we got off the elevator, I quickly scurried in my purse looking for my room key. "Sorry ... it's a bit of a mess in here!" I quickly said as I searched further for the key.
Thankfully, I found it just underneath my wallet and quickly swiped the key and walked inside the room. I could see Corry looking around, seemingly familiar with this place. "I guess you are unsure of how long
