The silence after Everly and Michael's pissing contest didn't last long. She was determined to prolong it,but he wouldn't let her. She stood, stretched and headed to the bedroom.
"Where are you going now?" He asked lazily.
"To take a nap," she snapped. "Is that okay with you?"
"No," he said with a straight face. "It's not okay with me."
"I'm sure you'll get past it," she told him with a straight face that matched his own then headed to the bedroom.
Where she started unpacking, opened the covers and got into bed.
When she woke up a couple of hours later, his head was on her chest. He must've joined her a while later, she thought. And she immediately understood how his body had eventually gotten closer to hers; she was used to it now, and accepted that it was a habit of his to seek ph
