“Well, actually,” I said, stepping forward. “We were thinking you should stay.” Mary frowned. “Stay? But you just said—” “In my room.” Once again there was a long beat of silence, and then Riley barked out a laugh. “Yeah, okay. Nice try, Leo.” Giana leaned into her side like she wanted to whisper, but we still all heard her when she said, “Oh, my God. This is one of my favorite tropes. Two people who hate each other, one bed…”
