Emma’s POV
Jordy has been spending several days in the hospital, and I know it's difficult for him, working for a long time and taking care of me on his own.
I tell him that I don't mind if he goes home and leaves me to sleep in the hospital alone.
“Jordy?”
“What?”
“You really don’t have to sleep over there, I can take care of myself.”
“But your bed is large enough for an entire football team as it is.” He refuses to go home.
“Wait, didn’t you sleep on the sofa at night?” I frown and ask him.
“No, every night we sleep together. You’re so tired and doesn’t realize I hug you when you’re sleeping.”
WTF? The thing is, I don’t really even think about where he sleeps.
Perhaps the days he feeds me massages me and takes care of me have loosened us all up a little. Perhaps it’s the dail
