Also, when did he get into bed? He had zero memory of that.
And Broderick felt like he'd never slept this deeply before.
Wait, actually, there was a night like this once-slept like a log.
But today hit different. The clock already said 7:30!
He never let himself sleep in this late.
There's even a meeting at 8:30!
As he shifted a bit, Leslie stirred too.
The girl yawned sweetly, blinking her dewy eyes, and leaned into his chest with a bright smile. "Morning, Ricky. Sleep alright?"
His voice was low and hoarse. "Get off me."
"Okay~"
Leslie moved away without a fuss.
Broderick was still feeling lost.
He gave her a look, then finally asked, "Why am I in bed?"
Leslie blinked. "Huh? You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask then?"
Broderick opened his
