The doorbell of my hotel room rang and while my leg hurt slightly due to the cut on my knees, I made my way to the door and opened it. outside my door was Mr.Damon knight with a first aid kit, "may I come in," he asked I nodded my head and he walked into my room .
Staring at him curiously as he turned to me and pointed the bed, I tried to take the dirty thought which had invaded my head, and sat at the edge of the bed when Damon knight bent down and tenderly attended to the wound on both my palm which I had been struggling with before he stepped in, his action made me speechless. suddenly placing his hand on my knee my heart beat increased. What was he about to do?
