The resounding click of the door lock had Amelia nearly tumbling out of bed in panic. She all but shoved Matteo away, kicking and crawling before she accidentally pulled Matteo down onto her. At the same time, the door opened, and a woman stepped in, causing Amelia to freeze where she was.
Matteo had to prop himself up using his arms, though his face was barely hovering above Amelia's. His lips were so close, and for the hundredth time that night, Amelia found her gaze wandering where it should never lay.
A short gasp sounded, and Amelia tried to peep over Matteo to have a look at who it was, only to be blocked by Matteo. His arms were two unmovable pillars, one at each side, and they wedged her firmly in place.
"What the fu―"
"Get out," Matteo lowly said without even turning back. He remained as he was, using his body to hide Amelia from view.
