“It’s just the beginning.” He interrupted me as he shut the door. “Wait until you see the park.”

I smiled at him, taking it all in. Everything was beautiful. The living room area had rustic furniture and antique touches that gave it a Southern charm. Behind two sliding doors was a bedroom that echoed the same feel. I could tell this room was expensive down to the bedding. I ran my hand along the soft, plush comforter before making my way to the large floor-to-ceiling window.

“Is that… OMG!”

My eyes lit up, and my hand immediately flew to my mouth. There was a perfect view of Cinderella’s Castle that took my breath away.

“Kellon, this is…” My words trailed off as I turned to look at him and walked smacked dead into his hard chest.

“Careful,” he teased as he wrapped his arms around my body, steadying me on my feet.

“My bad… I was just…” I stumbled over my words as the warmth of his touch heated my skin.

“You’re good, beautiful.”

Our eyes locked, and the world faded away. Neither of us could bring ourselves to pull away. Something was holding us there, and I didn’t mind it at all. Kellon’s dark brown eyes were beautiful.

“Kellon!” The door to the hotel room swung open, and Kellon’s mom’s voice rang out. “Time to get you to sleep. Tomorrow is going to be jam packed with press.”

His mom entered the room, pausing at the doorway. Her eyes immediately darted between us.

“What’s this?”

Her eyebrows rose, and she tossed her hand on her tiny hip. She was the spitting image of her son but shorter and petite, sporting a pixie cut that meant business.

“Just showing Phileigh to her room,” he replied, finally removing his hands from my waist and putting a little distance between us.

“Her room?” Her eyebrows wrinkled in confusion. “Her room is down the hall. This is your room.”

My eyes ballooned at the thought that he’d given up his room for me, but now it all made sense.

“Naw, I’m taking the room down the hall. Phileigh can have this one.” He looked from his mom to me.

“Kellon, I don’t advise you to do that. This a complimentary suite gifted to you by the Disney cooperation itself.”

“It’s decided already, Mom,” he replied, walking toward her.

“But… but…”

“No buts, Ma. This room is more suitable for Phileigh.”

“Did you get everything?”

“Don’t I always come through?” She held up a black shopping bag.

“You do, Ma. Thank you.” He grabbed the bag from her hand. “Give us a minute.”

Ms. Barnes shot her eyes at me. I could tell from the moment I met her on the plane that she was protective of her son. I didn’t blame her. He was a superstar, and I was sure all types of women came sniffing around him daily.