Give me a Kiss

Eliana came out of the washroom and avoided the gaze of Augustus, who was on the couch, reading something on a tablet. She stood in front of the dressing table and dried her hair using a towel. 

She looked at his reflection through the mirror. "What did he mean by controlling himself?" Eliana murmured and huffed. She put the towel down and went downstairs. Sitting on the couch of the living room, she started talking to herself. 

"Does he by any chance like me? Ahh, but why would he like me? He doesn't even know me," Eliana muttered. She picked a pillow and hugged it tightly. She yawned and laid down on the couch. She looked at the ceiling. "Whoa! It's beautiful. He surely earns a lot to do this sort of designing," she mumbled. 

"What are you doing here? The bedroom is upstairs so, you shall sleep ther