I decide to piggyback on that. “Of course. But it’s okay, you can take it. I think I have an air mattress”—fun fact: I know I do not—“so I can—” “No.” I halt, momentarily speechless. “No?” “We both sleep on the couch,” he declares. “Together.” “We can’t sleep together.” “Are there laws against it?” “No.” “Then we sleep together.” Goddamn this man. “No, we don’t. What if you have a family? How would your partner feel about that? How would your kids react to Daddy sharing a love seat with—” “I’m not married.” His tone is final. “And I have no children. Some things, a man just knows about
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HE WANTS TO SNUGGLE
