“I'll arrange that my room is across from yours.” He pulled out a gold pocket watch, opened it, and examined it. “It's now nine fifteen. We can arrange to meet at midnight.” He closed it and dipped it back into his pocket.
“No!”
“Why not?”
“Because!” I said, anger replacing my cheery mood. “I'm not a w***e to be asked to someone's room.”
“Oh. I see. So, whenever you want it, then you don't mind seducing the nearest available male?”
“Last night was different. I was in my… other skin.” I averted my gaze.
“What about this morning?”
“Look. I did enjoy myself. Really. But first of all, I'm actually married on my world. I feel embarrassed by my behavior, but the beast came out of me last night. Besides, would it have looked right me sneaking out of your room right after? I mean, that woul
