(JOY)
“WHY DO THEY - Wait, you told them… that we are on a honeymoon?” I whispered at him harshly.
Martin begain to eat. “The staff at the reception area asked me when we checked in if we are newlyweds. I just agreed. Besides, it’s better if they will think about us that way.”
“And why is that?”
He took a bite of the food and chewed without urgency. He swallowed and finally looked at me. He smiled. “So they won’t think it’s weird if a staff comes across the cottage and hear you. You are a screamer, do you know that?”
Screamer? It took me a few seconds before I understood what Martin was talking about. My cheeks burned. “I’m not –”
“Yes, you are. You have nothing to worry about. I like it.”
I put my hand on my mouth. Am I really loud? That’s embarrassing! But my shame faded away
