Michael knocked on the door a few more times but Diana didn't reply. He knew she was awake because he heard some footsteps in her room a moment ago.
It was past ten in the morning, and he wanted to see her before going to work.
Contemplating for a moment, he turned the knob and the door opened. Seems she forgot she the door was left open.
Diana cursed internally when she heard the door open, she totally forgot to lock the door. She could feel blood rushing up to her cheeks and she knew he would realize she was faking her sleep.
She heard his footsteps approach and her hands gripped the corners of her duvet.
Michael stopped by the side of her bed and sat down beside her, his cologne wafting into her nostrils, it seems he was dressed for work already.
His hand brushed away her disheveled hair from her face, and he leaned down and kissed her cheeks.
