Shirley Miller lay in bed, her heart pounding erratically as her face flushed deeply, even her ears were thoroughly red.
She didn't dare to look at Carson Flores, for fear of meeting his gaze.
Her hands rested on her lower abdomen, folded over one another, her whole body tense and apprehensive.
Carson Flores laughed.
Shirley Miller bit her lip, "What are you laughing at?"
Carson Flores said with a smile, "You're very nervous, aren't you?"
Shirley Miller felt a bit vexed, "You tell me to lie down, what are you going to do?"
"Nothing, just switching places with you."
Switch places?
Shirley Miller blinked, her look confused and somewhat stunned.
Carson Flores chuckled, flipped over, vaulted across Shirley Miller's body, and landed on the floor, sitting on the makeshift bed.
"You sleep on the bed, I'll sleep on the floor."
Shirley Miller finally snapped out of her reverie. Carson Flores made such a scene just to switch places?
