“Is this really necessary?” The omega asked, staring at his attempt to create a pillow bridge.
Ian moved away and surveyed his work. It’s not ideal, but it’ll do. He should never have agreed to this in the first place, but who can resist Railyn. It’s too late to go back on it.
“It is,” The Alpha licked his lips. “Do you want the left side or the right?”
Ian usually slept on the left. Don’t ask him why. He just does.
“I’ll take this side,” Railyn patted the right side as if she read his mind before shifting to another side of the bed. Abruptly, he realised that the line of pillows down the middle looked inconsequential like it’s not going to be enough to keep either of their virtues intact. The scent of Railyn alone, climbing and sleeping on the same bed as him drove him crazy.
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