With the meal and conversation behind them, Asher and Lucy decided to stay in their hotel room until nightfall.
hey didn't feel like going out while the sun was still up.
Inside the room, Lucy didn't mention their wild experience, and Asher, out of respect for her, stayed quiet too.
He wasn't the kind of person who would assume just because he got to screw her.
As long as she didn't confirm their relationship, he would just kept to himself and go with the flow.
The room fell into silence.
Instead of trying to fill it with small talk, Lucy simply lay down on the other side of the bed, her back turned toward him.
Her breathing was steady and calm, and though the room was extravagant, there was a strange sense of peace in the quiet.
The hum of the city outside was faint, almost drowned out by the soft rustling of the sheets as Asher moved to get comfortable too.
Now that he could sleep again, he found it more enjoyable.
