[Austin’s POV]
I keep my gaze fixed on the kitten, watching and waiting to see what her next move will be. Will she accept my offer and follow me, or will she continue to deny me? Honestly, I wouldn’t really care since things were only meant to be light, but I can’t stop the strange feeling of not wanting to be rejected. What the hell was this? It's so damn foreign.
“Alright.”
Her voice is soft, and her cheeks flush a light pink, but I feel my mood soar.
Grinning, I grab her hand and tug, pulling her out of the car and to her feet. Together, we head into the hotel and to the reception desk, where I go through the motions of booking us a room, and once that is finished, we head up.
When we reach, I’m too damn eager—so eager that the minute we step inside, I’m attacking, pressing Abbie
