BELLA
"Didn't you hear what I just said?" I snapped, stepping back. "I'm not staying in the same room with—"
Before I could finish, he grabbed my wrist, pulled me inside, and shut the door behind us.
Click.
The sound echoed too loud in my head.
I shut my eyes at once and dropped into a shaky karate pose.
"Touch me," I warned, "and I swear I'll—"
"What are you doing?" he asked, amused.
"I told you I know Kung Fu," I said through clenched teeth. "Come closer and I'll—"
"I thought you said karate," he cut in casually.
"What?"
"I thought you said karate. That's what you said in the bathroom."
I opened my eyes.
"…I know both," I muttered.
He laughed. A real laugh.
"Okay," he said. "If you say so."
I looked around.
Then I froze.
"Wait," I said slowly. "This room is different."
"Yes," he replied. "This one is yours."
I turned in a slow circle.
