Benny’s POV
Reaching inside, I feel along the wall until I find the switch, flicking on the light to reveal the dark wood furniture and king bed with black and grey bedding that makes up my personal bedroom.
‘I’ll get some clean sheets’ I tell her already heading for the closet where I keep the spare linen.
‘No!’ Eralia gasps, reaching out to stop me, a jolt of awareness courses through me drawing me to a screeching halt.
She releases me quickly, fidgeting as I slowly look back at her.
‘I uh . . I can take the couch . . . if you have a blanket I can borrow . . .’ she adds questioningly.
I turn fully to face her, my arms crossing over my chest as I frown down at her.
‘You are not sleeping on the couch cupcake’ I growl, ‘you sleep in a goddamn bed!’
Her widen eyes stare back at me, ‘
