Zachary was speechless.

He refused to budge from a stare-down before saying faintly, “It’s late. Get some early rest. Don’t fall asleep here again. It’s chilly at night. You’ll feel the pain when you catch a cold.”

Zachary then turned on his heel and left.

Soon, Serenity picked up on his door closing and locking.

Serenity muttered amusedly, “He even locked the door. That’s hilarious. Who is he trying to keep out?”

If Zachary could hear Serenity’s mutter, he would snap back that Serenity was the one he was trying to keep out.

Back in his room, Zachary went straight to the bathroom, but not for a bath. He stood in front of the mirror and stared at his reflection. Judging by the faint blush, he did turn red on the face.

Lifting his hand, he traced his facial lines and rubbed the spot Serenity touched while searching for the tickling sensation he got when her fingers ran along his face.

He turned on the tap and washed his face.

Thinking back on his reaction, Zachary smiled an