"What?" I say looking at Xavier.
"Very well." The receptionist nods and leaves us alone.
"I'm not sharing a room with you." I state straight away.
What was he thinking? This was probably another one of his games.
"You're just as tempted as I am."
Every time I saw him those words echoed in my head. I didn't want to do anything with or for him that would feed his idea that I was tempted.
"Miss Davis, the next hotel isn't for another 45 minutes." He says.
"I don't care, there's no way that's happening." I cross my arms over my chest.
"Don't be difficult."
"I'm not being difficult, I have every reason not to." I huff.
"I'm leaving tomorrow morning, I'm sure you can tolerate one night with me." He says, a cheeky smirk on his face.
"Mr King.." I warn.
"At least put your luggage in my
