“I don’t want you to be uncomfortable,” he said. I wasn’t sure how he was able to speak through that clenched jaw but he was known for doing impossible things. “If you’d listen to me, you’d hear me saying that I’m not uncomfortable.” “I’ll sleep on the couch.” I rolled my eyes. “Don’t be ridiculous. You don’t fit on the couch.” “Then the floor.” “Oh my god, would you stop it? I’ll take the couch before you take the floor.” “I’m not letting you do that.” “You don’t decide what I do.” I flattened my palms to his chest and gave him a shove. Of course, he barely moved. “Get out of here so I can
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