CHAPTER 26 Mystery Wife

　　Ella's POV

　　It was a shitty move!

　　The receptionist had just told me he had a spare room for me when the phone rang, and then out of the blue, there were no rooms available. The butterflies I had in my stomach when I had to go back into the hotel room where he was waiting were unreal. My stomach did flip-flops. My cheeks were burning, my hands sweaty, and all my feet wanted to do was run. or spread. I got mixed signals, to be honest, and I've long since given up trying to understand them.

　　Blaming it all on the lack of intimate contact. My body must be starved! But it all went way better than expected. Yes, he followed every move I made with dark, lingering eyes. Like he was afraid, I would suddenly jump out with the hairbrush in my hand and pull his pants down again. And, I could not decide if I was relieved or disappointed. Again, those darn mixed signals! As my nerves calmed, I also got my confidence back, and I could see the humor in it all.