She could sleep on the sofa, and he could sleep in the bed, this issue would be perfectly resolved.
But he... insisted on being in the same room as her.
This made things difficult.
Joanna didn't quite believe that he could only fall asleep this way.
She wasn't a sleeping pill, after all.
The lights in the room were off, the curtains drawn, it was pitch dark, and they could hardly see their hands in front of them.
Joanna couldn't see his expression, but from his voice, she could guess that he was frowning while talking: "How could I let my woman sleep on the sofa while I sleep in the bed? Baby, you can say it, but I can't do it. There, just sleep well, don't worry about me."
"But..."
"Baby, if you really care about me, let me sleep in the bed. Of course, if you're still worried that I won't be able to control myself and want you, then just forget what I said."
