Chapter 11Sid only had one bowl of soup though he could’ve eaten four. Thorn followed his example, and while Sid was happy he did because it meant they’d have something to eat tomorrow too, he hated the guarded looks he sent him.
“Ready for bed?”
Thorn’s eyes widened. “Erm…in that bed?”
“You want to sleep on the sofa? I think you’ll have to share with Cognac.” He shouldn’t enjoy the look of horror sweeping over Thorn’s face, but it was pretty funny. “Come on, babe. Your virtue is safe with me.” He winked and left the kitchen.
“I…eh…it’s not…it’s…we won’t fit.”
Sid grinned. The more time he spent with Thorn the more he noticed how jumpy he was with touch. “Well, I’m not sleeping on the floor, and I’m not sleeping in shifts because I’m f*****g exhausted, and I need my beauty sleep if I’
