"Erm..." Swallowing as he was yanked towards the bedroom, Elijah fought to find something to say, but failed. The closer they got to the door, the more heat gathered in his cheeks. He could act slick and charm the pants off of every other woman in the world, but there was something about Josephine that turned him back into that tiny young boy that everyone picked on. "Inappropriate..." Giving in, he closed the door by leaning back against it, almost reluctant to move any closer to the bed that he was now going to share with this Spanish beauty. "I have a feeling you'd cut off my hands if I accidentally brushed against you." Sucking in a breath, Elijah forced himself away from the door and began taking off his outerwear, hyper-aware of Josephine and the remote possibility that she would look over at him.