“I can sleep on the couch. No worries.” I felt a little like an idiot and a lot like a priss. The bed was huge—it wasn’t like I’d be pressed up against his body all night. Unfortunately. No. Not unfortunately. Besides, we were both adults. This wasn’t that big of a deal. “You don’t have to do that.” Calder raised his hands in a placating gesture. “I don’t want you to be uncomfortable, Frankie.” “I’m fine. We’re adults. No biggie.” I shrugged, almost believing my nonchalance myself. “You’re sure?” He ducked his head down a bit and looked at me from under his brows. I nodded. “I will need to borrow a t-shirt or something, though.” “That I can do.” He walked over to a dresser, rummaged through it for a minute, and pulled out a shirt for me. “Here, wear this one. I can grab you some shorts, but… Read more »
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