Sierra watched Liam walk into his room with a two-centimeter thick pink layer and sighed before turning to look at Skye. "Um, where am I supposed to sleep?"
Skye, who was patting her sleeping son who had eaten a bit too much, gave her an awkward look. "There are only four bedrooms in this villa. Me and my son have one for ourselves, while those three have their own rooms. Why don't you ask one of them to share their rooms with you?"
"Nah, it's alright. Can I get a mattress or something?"
Skye sighed before shaking her head. "You know what? I'll share my bed tonight, so ask Liam about your sleeping arrangements tomorrow. You can ask right now, but it looks like you don't want to do it."
"Yeah," Sierra replied. "Going near him is a little dangerous right now."
