Annie's POV
I followed him into the room, and I saw Romeo had put a food tray on the bed. King Lorenzo didn't actually try getting changed, and I felt a little odd simply waiting around in a towel. He motioned for me to approach him before flicking the television on and moving the tray to the bedside table while I stood clumsily at the edge of the bed. He came over and grabbed my wrist, yanking me on top of him. The movement made an audible squeak leave my lips as I crashed into his chest, and he laughed at my awkwardness.
I sat up, putting my hands on his chest. I pushed him off when he grasped my thighs, pulling me back down on him and forcing me to sit. My towel had risen precariously, and my face heated as he peered down between my legs. I attempted to close them, but his hands stopp
