Roxy's POV
I smirked...and he smirked back.
"When you look at me like that..." he said, taking his coat off while wetting my premium marble infused wooden tiles, "It makes me wanna do something to you..."
Oof.
I sat on the edge of the bed, trying to make sense how we ended up in this situation. It was so spontaneous. The attraction? Obviously present. I think it was present since day one.
[THREE WEEKS LATER...]
He had been gone for most of the day. As half human myself, I needed sleep. Needless to say, Cyrus and I barely met during day and only slept in our rooms at night. The schedules were...troublesome.
It was a given that I was having second thoughts. Why did I agree on letting him stay with me if he disappeared for most of the day?
On top of that, neither of us were used to having a constant companion. Someone close and available. It was a bit...weird. That was why I proposed he have a room of his own. Like a chamber to keep privacy and—
