Serena's POV.
"What is this?" Martin and I walked into a room that was tastefully furnished but with a ridiculously small bed.
My eyes scanned the big room with a lot of unused space and I turned to look at Martin.
"This is our hotel room," He said, leading the way inside. "You're asking like you are not aware of where we are."
"That bed looks like it's for a dorm student."
"I know, right?" He chuckled softly.
"How can a five-star hotel have such a little bed? I think we should complain."
My face wrinkled in a frown. "We are going to be so uncomfortable sleeping in that thing, I'd pass on it for real."
Martin burst out laughing, gazing at me with what I considered affection in his eyes.
"What's funny?" The frown on my face grew wider. I shuttled towards him, staring up at him.
