Mirabe silently reminded herself to keep her eyes to herself and discreetly shifted her gaze away before leaving the room.


    When she entered the suite next door, Mirabe couldn''t help but notice the strange looks Robert and his friends were giving her. Curiosity got the better of her, and she asked, "Why are you all looking at me like that?"


    Robert cleared his throat, snapping back to reality. "It''s just a bit embarrassing, you know, dining and staying in such a swanky suite."


    "Yeah, Mira, your family must''ve spent a fortune," ze added.


    Mirabe hesitated briefly, deciding to keep quiet about the hotel being owned by


    the Davis family. Instead, she said, "It''s the off-season right now, and a friend


    gave us a voucher. Would''ve been a shame to let it go to waste."


    Robert shot her a knowing smile, interpreting her words as a considerate gesture to ease any guilt they might feel.


    Such a thoughtful youngdy, they all mused.


    Mirabe cleared her throat and asked, "Professor, you mentioned in your message there was something you wanted to discuss?"


    "Oh, right. The head of the Math Department got in touch. They want to have a meeting tomorrow. Their hotel''s not far from here, so I suggested theye over around ten."


    Robert''s grin widened as he said thest few words. Why let one person unt when the whole Physics Department could? It was time to show the Math Department their understated charm.


    Mirabe nced at Robert, wondering why he was in such high spirits today.


    Robert then pulled out his phone and sent Mirabe the information from the Math Department. "Mirabe, just give this a quick look. The algorithms are prettyplex, so don''t stress if it doesn''t all click."


    Relieved she could remainid-back, Mirabe nodded. "Sure thing, Professor."


    After a few more words, the meeting wrapped up quickly.


    Mirabe headed back to her room with her phone in hand.


    The living room was empty; James was nowhere to be seen.


    She paused for a couple of seconds, her eyes drifting over a jacket on the couch beforending on the bedroom doorway.


    Just then, the doorbell rang.


    Must be room service.


    Mirabe turned around, collected the meal, and closed the door behind her.


    [.ne


    As she ced the meal on the dining table, James emerged from the bedroom in a bathrobe, his hair still damp, and a fresh, clean scent hanging in the air.


    Mirabe''s eyes flickered, making a conscious effort to avoid his chest, partially exposed by the


    "Your dinner''s here."ose fobe.


    James seemed oblivious to Mirabe''s reaction. After casually toweling his hair, he headed towards the dining area.


    Mirabe cleared her throat, speaking up as he approached. "I''m heading back to my room. Got some materials to review."


    She was about to leave when James gently caught her hand, pulling her closer. Mirabe: "."


    A momentter, she heard his teasing voice above her, "Care to join me for a bit?"


    Her gaze fell on his rxed cor,


    Let


    Sin she blinked, wondering if he was


    to entice her. After a pause,


    replied, "Well... alright."


    She calmly withdrew her hand and turned to pull out a chair.


    James smirked slightly, adjusting his cor to be a bit more modest, but he still exuded an undeniable allure.