The elevator ride down to the fourth floor was extremely quiet. I wonder if they were feeling the s****l tension like I was. If they were, then they didn’t say anything. Me on the other hand I was itching to drag them back up to our room. My moment with Noah really put me in the mood.
The doors opened, and I exited the lift, keen to get out. I felt like I was stuck on some cheap, cheesy romance movie, but before I could make it more than a few steps, the twins stopped me, I couldn’t help but look at them and feel just a little confused. They had hurried me to get ready, and now they wanted to loiter about in the hallway? What gives? “Ally, we should have prepared you better. Please forgive us. It’s a little late to do that now, but before you go in there, I want you to know that you’re g
