“Baby, you have two options, waste a lot of your breath right here, telling me all the reasons why you need to be alone, only for me to go into my room and walk right through the bathroom to get to you. I can do it immediately or the second you fall asleep, creepy or not,” he states with a pointed look. “Or, you can get over it and let me in now, saving all of the wasted time and effort making me work for it when you know you’re going to cave. The others may know you have your shit together, but well, you’ve met this needy fucking soul of yours,” he murmurs, pointing unashamedly at his chest.
