If he wanted to leave the room when he found the door locked from the outside, he would have done so, but maybe his grandfather's and the butler's games weren't a nuisance for him after all, maybe he wanted to be here, in the same space as her, and maybe he wanted to do more than just sit quietly in her room.
Maybe he wanted to kiss her, slow and languidly, maybe he wanted to taste the sweet tenderness of her skin, maybe he wanted to hear her moan softly for him, maybe he wanted to explore and find what makes her writhe in pleasure.
She'd come to him herself when he'd restrained himself, resting against the couch with his eyes closed, not only that, she'd touched him first, a soft brush of her fingers over his brows but it shattered whatever restraint he'd put on himself to stay away.
"I...I need a minute to prepare for the game." She suddenly said after hearing what the game was.
