Chapter 11 One Bed, Two Strangers
- SOFIE
- I scanned the clause about sleeping arrangements, the words blurring slightly. My head bobbed in absent agreement. Separate bedrooms, of course. That made sense. Then my gaze froze on a single, damning line.
- A chill spread through my chest. "No, wait! What? You... You want me to sleep with you?" My fingers clenched the contract, heat rushing up my neck.