The Alpha's Slave Mate
It amazed me how he could always make me smile in the most awkward of situations.
“Great then,” I said going to sit back down.
“Umm, so where am I going to sleep?” he asked.
“Sleep?”
“Yes, that’s what a person usually does at night.”
“Oh, I wasn’t planning on us sleeping.”
I saw his eyes go wide and his eyebrows disappear under his hair.
“That’s not what I meant,” I said, rolling my eyes, “and you know it.”
“Fine, fine,” he huffed in defeat, “but I better warn you that I’m not good at staying up all night. I need my sleep. So don’t be offended if I pass out on the chair half way through a conversation.”