“I prefer sleeping on my left side,” I mutter. “Then turn around.” “No. Swap places with me.” “No.” I glance over my shoulder at Luca, who looks relaxed with his right arm tucked behind his head. He lets out a sigh. “I sleep between you and the door.” “Why? You think I’ll try to make a run for it?” He turns his head to look at me. “If we’re attacked, it will be easier to protect you.”
