NUNEW'S POV

After we checked into the hotel, I tossed my suitcase in the corner of the room and the first thing I did was to go and greet the bed. Oh, it felt so good... I don't even know when I fell asleep, but I was gently awakened from Morpheus's embrace by a soft knocking on the door.

- Please, come in. - I answered in broken English, aware that I wasn't currently in Thailand and needed to make an effort to speak a language that was very challenging for me.

The door to my room opened slightly. The young man shyly entered inside. I widened my eyes in astonishment, because never before had I seen such a close representation of beauty - until now. He seems to be around the same age as me, perhaps even a little younger. He looks innocent, yet sexy and masculine.

- We rarely have Thai guests here. Typically, anyone who lives in the sunshine epicenter chooses cooler destinations for vacation. - The guy may have looked like a teenager, but his voice hypnotized me so much that I couldn't say a word.

- I apologize for my bad habits. After living in this place for a few years, I've forgotten about our culture. My name is Tutor Koraphat Lamnoi. My mom is P'Aof's cousin. - I couldn't tear my eyes away from him. My gaze wandered from his half-unbuttoned white shirt to the snug jeans outlining his shapely bottom.

- My name is NuNew and for now, that's all you need to know. - He smiled at my response and tried to make eye contact with me. I hurriedly looked away, unable to withstand his gaze. And that was a mistake. At that moment, Tutor leaned on the door frame and tilted slightly in my direction. His shirt revealed more of his muscular torso, and I felt a wave of heat engulfing my body.

- It seems to me, however, that you should have a little more manners, Nong. - Tutor walked up to me, looking directly into my eyes without hesitation. When he was just two steps away from me, I suddenly felt like I was running out of breath...

- I know your first name. I even know your last name, because who doesn't, but Thai culture requires a self-introduction, doesn't it? - I nervously bite the inside of my cheek as his face stops just a few centimeters from mine. I also saw how he keeps glancing at my lips.

- You were supposed to come to me! - Natasitt barged into the room without knocking, causing Tutor to instantly step back from me.

Nat looked around the room, unsure of what had just happened. He furrowed his brow, ignoring my guest, and rushed over to me, wrapping his arms around my neck.

- I'm hungry! You promised me spaghetti! - Nat glared at me with a disgruntled look. I chuckled quietly, grateful that he had arrived at the right time.

- And you, traitor, promised to be with me in peace! You're not here. You ran off to Max, leaving me at the P'Zee's mercy.  - I replied, feeling equally offended.

- I know you'll forgive me anyway. And now, I really want some pasta! - Nat wrapped his arms around my waist and leaned his forehead on my shoulder.

- Well... I guess I'll go now. - both Nat and I looked toward the direction of the voice.

- Who was that? He looks exactly like the way you described your dream guy should look. Well... the second dream guy right after Zee.

- Let's go already, shall we? - I evaded the question, pulling my friend along.

- NuNew, everything alright? Are you sick? - Nat asked, placing his hand on my forehead to check for a fever.

- Weird! Your face is red, like, seriously red. - He looked at me suspiciously, waiting for an answer to the question he asked earlier.

- I'll even buy you dessert! - I shouted, hoping that this time it would work.

- Yeees! We're having ice cream! - Nat clapped his hands joyfully, grinning from ear to ear.

At the door, we bumped into P'Zee, who looked at me with sadness in his eyes and stepped aside a bit, allowing us to pass through. When Nat and I left, P'Zee uncertainly entered "my" room with his suitcases...

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