“You have to understand me.” He said. “I walked into my own suite and found a woman bent over.”
“Don’t.” She shook her head immediately, joining in on the laugh.
“I’m only describing what happened.” He defended.
“I know what happened. I was there.”
“I wasn’t expecting,” he said, still smiling, “to find a woman as beautiful as you in my room. And certainly not with your ass in the air.”
Alessia felt heat rush straight to her face and pointed her fork at him. “Do not,” she said.
“I’m being serious,” he said. “I apologized for how I spoke to you that day, but I should say again, I genuinely wasn’t expecting that.”
She looked at him. He wasn’t laughing anymore. He was just looking at her, steady and certain, and she felt the heat that had started in her face begin making its way slowly
