She giggled as he tossed her onto the bed, her cheeks dimpling from her smile. She eagerly returned his kiss, her hands holding his arms as he held her hips. She kissed his nose, shaking her head. “I’ll stab your other girlfriends if that’s the way you want to play this.” Her voice was laced with humor, however. When he sat on the edge of the bed, she sat up as well, her arm around his back as she leaned her head down in his shoulder.<br/><br/>When he debated on whether or not he could keep the room, she raised her eyebrow, tilting her head with a smirk. “I might be upset, it doesn’t sound like you’d be letting me stay, too. ‘Keep it for myself.’” She tried to mock his voice, deepening her own. She playfully poked him, rolling her eyes. “If you wanted to get rid of me you could’ve just said something.” She continued to tease him, brushing her fingers through his hair.<br/><br/>“You know,” she whispered. “If you let me stay, we’d have to spend the night christening the room.” She winked before standing up, walking across to the giant mirror. She tilted her head, frowning. “Do I always look like this? Damn, that sucks.” She laughed, continuing to explore the room.