I frantically killed the call, but my phone fell down and rolled into the room through the crack of the door. When I looked up, Christopher was already coming up to me, obviously realizing I was here.
I tried to run away, but Monica was faster. She ran out in tears, but she froze for a moment when she saw me. Then, she got even sadder and ran away with her face in her hands. This time, I could hear her muffled sobs even though she was already some distance away from us.
I felt like banging my head against the wall. I got caught both times in the act. Man, I’m an id*ot.
Christopher leaned against the doorframe, smirking at me. “Come in,” he said.
“Huh, the moon’s looking mighty fine tonight, Chris. I’m just here for some moon-sighting. I can’t sleep, you see. Well, you do your stuff. I’ll be going now.”
I smiled awkwardly, but I was cursing my stupidity inside. What sort of an excuse was that? I obviously saw Monica trying to seduce him! Then I had a bad feeling about it, so I looked up. Wh-Why is he looking at me like he wants to gobble me up? I could feel him taking my clothes off with his eyes, much to my terror.
“So, do you need anything?”
“Oh, you left your phone back in the room, so I send it for you. Sean called you. I’ll be going back to my room now. Don’t stay up too late.” I scurried off like I had seen a ghost, but no matter how fast I tried to run, I couldn’t outrun Christopher.
Christopher dragged me all the way to his room, while I stared down guiltily all the way, like a child who was caught stealing. “Um, it’s getting late, Chris. It’s almost bedtime, so can I get back to sleep? We have to pick Sabrina’s wedding gown for her tomorrow.”
Christopher put me on his lap. “So you heard everything.”
I wanted to lie, but I knew he could see through me, so I nodded. “Yes, I did.”
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