"I’m selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can’t handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don’t deserve me at my best."
Marilyn Monroe
The elevator door opens to our floor and we step out of it, my hands tightly holding onto Rogue's arm and keeping step with him. He hasn't told me what he plans to do when we reach the room and we were busy fondling and playing with each other to even properly talk about it and now I think that that was not a good idea. I don't want to be the one asking and I feel he should tell me himself because the whole purpose of literally everything he's done today is to make me trust him more and maybe, just maybe I can do a little more of that.
"Your room or mine?" he asks as we
