Pacing here and there outside the bedroom, he strengthened his resolve. Breathing out, his hand reached for the door knob when the door opened on its own, and in a split second, his hand was snatched inside with his whole body. Alastair yanked him into his room and tossed him against the wall, staring at the box in his arm.
"What are you planning now? Can't make up your mind?"
"Give me some time to think first."
Still not sure about his decision, Ellis was unprepared to be facing Alastair right now. Who knew this devil had built-in sensors to detect him?!
"You have five minutes."
Declaring the limitation all by himself, Alastair—wearing a silky robe—walked away and picked up the bottle of wine from the table, pouring himself a glass. Hugging the box with a bolting heartbeat, Ellis scanned the spacious guest room and the canopy bed with red velvet curtains, thinking why he didn't have the same bed.
