Azalea

Three weeks later

“Kate.”

I was walking down the hallway with an armful of clean sheets when someone called my name. I turned around and saw the handsome man who had caught me from falling the other day.

“Do you remember me?” he asked with a smile.

“Yes,” I replied. How could I forget someone so good-looking like him?

He smiled bigger. “I thought you might have forgotten me.” His face turned a little red. It was cute seeing a grown man blush.

“Where are you going?” he asked casually.

“I need to change the bed sheets in room 308,” I said, shifting the heavy sheets in my arms....