The receptionist was right; very damn right. I was certainly having a hard time trying to find the right key. There were around twenty-five of them and the more I tried, the angrier I got but it was my fault at the end of the day.
Elijah stood there beside me, trying to help me out but there was nothing he could do. It was a one-way process. As I got angrier, the keys started irritating me all the more. Mind you, I was a very short-tempered person.
After I tried around ten keys, I almost decided on giving up and feeling a little dejected, I sighed. I sighed again, but the second sigh was to calm myself down when I caught him staring at me. Butterflies and soft heat aroused my entire body followed by my cheeks turning red.
As soon as I realized he could see my red cheeks which were a res
