Chapter 19. The Invitation

Ann was true to her word and didn’t leave the suite all night, eventually falling into a deep sleep in the luxuriously soft bed.

She was woken abruptly by a sharp knock on the door and, for a few seconds at least, forgot where she was entirely.

“Ann, it’s almost eleven. Did you want breakfast in your room or do you want to come down with me?” Adam’s bored tone came from the other side of the door.

Ann swore under her breath and hurriedly began untangling herself from her bed sheets.

“I’ll be right there! Just… give me a minute...” She yelled back.

By the time she opened the door, she was a little flustered.

She was greeted by the sight of Adam leaning against the wall opposite her, with his arms folded against his chest casually, and a wry smile plastered on his face.

“I don’t think I need to ask if you slept well, do I?” Adam smirked, his eyes sparkling mischievously.

Ann glared at him and folded her arms in front of her to mirror his