The room that was reserved for Vincent was not huge but it looks elegant. And I was not surprised. I have known Vincent all my life and I know too well how he does not want VIP treatment. The first thing that I have noticed is the twin bed in the middle of the room.
Vincent sat down on it. He put his arms behind his head as leaned on the headboard.
"Ah, how fitting." He said as he adjusted himself right in the middle. It's obvious that there won't be enough space between us if we would occupy the bed at the same time.
Vincent moved a little to the left and patted the empty space beside him. "But I can still make a room for you."
I rolled my eyes as I took the seat on the couch at the corner.
"What is wrong, mi querida?" Vincent kept on teasing me. "Stop acting like this would be t
