Zane
I wrapped my arms around his neck and nuzzled my face against his chest.
"Hamster, you're awake," he said softly.
I opened my eyes as he gently laid me back down on the bed. I glanced up at him—he looked tense, pent-up. From his expression alone, I could tell what he was about to do next.
I smiled faintly and started taking off my clothes, but Viktor suddenly climbed onto the bed and grabbed my hand.
"Why are you taking off your clothes, hamster?"
"Aren't we going to do it?" I asked in confusion. The mood, his stare—everything pointed to that direction.
Wait... don't tell me I misunderstood the situation. Did Viktor never plan to do it with me? Oh god, why did I say that out loud? What must he think of me now? I felt my face heat up in embarrassment and quickly fixed my clothes.
But then Viktor pushed me down on the bed and leaned over me.
