Not my room. His.
And I have to admit that I really like it.
I like being closed off in a room alone with Baffle. I like spending time alone with him. I like how peaceful it is when it's just the two of us.
But damn, I wish the man would break for me already.
I know romance should be the last thing on my mind, but I really can't help myself. The man of my dreams is right here. A man I never thought I'd ever see again. He's here, he's guarding me, he's present, he's giving me attention. And now I know what he tastes like too.
After that kiss we shared, I thought Baffle would pull away from me, but he didn't. Granted, I never got kissed again, but he acted the same for the most part. Almost like he was trying to pretend the kiss never happened.
And I tried. I really did. I tried to g
