Chapter Forty Eight

The bedrooms were just as grand as the whole place but what caught Keith's attention the most was the master bedroom, the king-sized bed was covered in fluffy pillows on top of embroidered covers, the wardrobe was large, and the floor was adorned with a soft dark colored rug.

“And this automatically becomes my favorite room,” Keith said, breaking the tense silence. He twirled around to look at Camila and found her standing by the doorway, she hadn't spoken a word since his comment in the kitchen. “Don't just stand there, Camila. I'm sure this will be your favorite room too.” Keith stilled in his track to make eye contact with her ocean-blue orbs.

“Really, Keith stop teasing,” Camila screeched in mock annoyance.

Keith rolled his eyes and began moving towards her, closing the gap between them and when he finally got in front of her he reached for her arm and tugged her into the room. “Why are you acting all shy now?”

Camila shrugged his arm off and gently pushed past me and plod over t