Looking at the bed, Katrina finds that Aaron is indeed on his side. Her face turns red in mortification. Did I really go to him in the middle of the night?
"Y-you…" He's lying! She tells herself, but the possibility horrifies her so much that she is rendered speechless.
Aaron brightens, even more, when Katrina sputters helplessly. He folds his arms and shakes his head, smirking. "You said you don't want me to come near you, but your body seeks me in the middle of the night. "
Katrina flushes an angrier shade of red. She gets up from the ground and marches to the bathroom in a huff, taking a set of clothes with her. My colleagues are downstairs waiting for me. I don't have time to listen to this bastard's nonsense!
After a few minutes, Katrina comes out of the bathroom, fully dressed. While Aaron freshens up inside, she dials the front desk using the landline on the table. "Hello, do you have a room available?"