#Chapter72

AMELIA POV

"Room service." The sound of the housekeeper knocking wakes me up.

"Come in." I manage to croak and sit up as the housekeeper walks in with a cup of coffee for me. I thank her and take the cup from her tray.

"Excuse me." I say, stopping her before she leaves my room "who sent this?" I ask.

"Xavier King, room 124." She says and leaves.

Why would he send me coffee...?

The memories from last night hit me like a truck and I'm glad the bed has a backboard to support me.

The guy, the argument, the yelling...the kissing.

"Fuck me or get out."

I can't...