this room had not , by any means , been unfamiliar to me at all . in fact , I could even recall so clearly just how adamantly I had insisted on separate bedrooms and yet here I was looking at the room feeling a bitterness that I could not even comprehend . I knew it was because I was hoping that Ryder would be coaxing me back into his room . . back into his bed . . back to him . however , it had been over half an hour since he had close the door once I had entered into the room and , judging by the sound of the door to the room next to mine being open and then shut firmly , I can only assume that he was in there . did you want me to beg ? is that what this was all about ? me crawling back to him and being the one to approach him instead of him groveling .
I ran my fingertips against the
