"B– Beta Negan?" I stuttered, my face heating up with a shy blush.
What was HE doing here?
He stared at me with a smile on his face, stretching his neck forward, trying to peep into my suite.
It was then that I realized that I stood before him with nothing more than a towel around my body.
Oh shit...
"Why, hello to you too, Phoebe." He finally waved at me, snapping me back to reality. "Is this a bad time? Or...?"
I panicked, raising my hand in front of his face. "It's not!" I blinked awkwardly, staring at him as he arched his eyebrows curiously.
Gosh, what was wrong with me?
"So, you wouldn't mind if I come in, right?" He asked in a low tone, his voice barely above a whisper.
I gulped, scanning my gaze around the hallway. Luckily, there weren't any maids walking around yet.
Hastily, I grabbed his arm and pulled him into the suite, shutting the door behind me.
