34 - Your wish is my command

Monica studied Sly's features under the dimly lit luxurious bedroom. After she was certain that Sly wasn't joking, she spoke. 

"I can't sleep here. I have to go to my room."

Sly sighed. He understood Monica's worry but he also had a point. "There are a dozen maids in this house. How do you prove to them that we are married? Your husband returned after two and half months and you are both sleeping in separate rooms? Even a kid would start getting suspicious. It's only sleep okay? Nothing more."

Monica facepalmed in embarrassment. "Let me go shower and change into something comfortable," she said, as she tried to hide her embarrassment.

"Use my bathroom and wear any of my shirts. It's long enough to cover your thighs," Sly immediately said. He seemed to have everything figured out.

Without another word, she went to shower and slipped on one of Sly's t-shirts. Of course, it carried his comforting fragrance. Monica crept into the bed gently, thinking S