Chapter Two Hundred And Eighty-nine: Who Are You ?

When Ben awoke, Devon's side of the bed was empty. Where had she gone? Well, what was he expecting? That should wake him up with a kiss? They just had casual sex and God! It felt so good - though, he just lost his vanity.

Ben chuckled to himself, still caught up in the euphoria. So this is what it feels like? Oh God, he would like to feel that - for scientific purposes Of course.

He needs to know why his heart didn't beat so fast the first time he met Devon yet reverberated so loudly when they kissed and got into the act - forget the science bullshit. But why must he feel that way? Well, he wasn't so sure that Devon would be up for that experiment once again.

Suddenly, his doorknob twitched interrupting his wayward thoughts - someone was at the door, probably the housekeeper. 

"Good morning," He said upon opening the door, " I bet you had a pleasant night," 

"Of course," She replied joyfully - someone seems extra happy today.