After eating, we have to decide how to sleep.
Last night, I lost consciousness on the sofa and woke up in bed. Since then, I haven't seen Leo resting for even a minute, so I've just assumed he doesn't sleep at all.
He told me that it's not the case, though.
Still, we can't share a bed.
I don't roll around while sleeping, but I can't be sure that this weird feeling won't take control of me. Even while I'm awake, I hardly resist.
I will end up in Leo's arms, and that would be too embarrassing.
While I'm racking my brains in search of a solution, Leo has already made a decision.
«Go sleep,» he orders, and I simply obey.
I lean the book he passed me on the table and then nestle under the sheets. I think he took a tome randomly from the library, but it turned out way more interesting than what I could predict.
I would like to read some more, but I don't want to raise suspicions.
«Good night,» I whisper and turn to the side.
