My stuttered response showed clearly how uneasy I was with this situation, and yet I wanted it.

However, as I looked out into the hall, I noticed Mr. Taylor bedroom door open and the sound of running water.

Did he intentionally leave the door open?

I knew I should have just minded my business walked away, but then again, I couldn’t stop myself from pushing forward towards his room.

Be nice, close the door, and go back to the living room, Nina.

The mantra repeated in my mind, but the closer I got to his open door, the more curious I became. My racing heart all but stopped the moment...