Rebirth of The Biker Alpha's Bride
“I know it sounds ridiculous and unbelievable… but it seems I’m your cure whenever I’m around.”
I couldn’t say anything.
“I’ll sleep on the couch, okay?”
He tried to walk away, but I held his wrist. “The bed is big enough. You can manage.”
He shook his head. “No, the couch is fine.”
I let him go, watching as he walked to the closet, grabbed another duvet, and laid down on the couch, covering himself.
“Do you sleep with the lights on?” he asked.
I don’t even have a bulb in the storage room where I sleep at the Hartwells mansion, so—“No!”