Ella's POV

　　It was a shitty move!

　　The receptionist had just told me he had a spare room for me when the phone rang, and then out of the blue, there were no rooms available. The butterflies I had in my stomach when I had to go back into the hotel room where he was waiting were unreal. My stomach did flip-flops. My cheeks were burning, my hands sweaty, and all my feet wanted to do was run. or spread. I got mixed signals, to be honest, and I've long since given up ...