Nathaniel was pitied to hear her question. "Are you serious?" he mentally grumbled.
"Let's sleep in the same room Polly, we're married" Nathaniel answered her with an angry voice.
"Nathaniel, I feel too tired to argue; but I won't sleep in the same bed as you" she said exasperated.
Nathaniel was about to answer but her phone interrupted the discussion.
"Wait here, it's my mother, I'll go talk to her" Nathaniel said as he walked down the hall.
"Give her my regards" Polly asked before he closed the door, she looked around the room. She was more than determined not to sleep in bed with him.
She looked at the couch and an idea formed in her head. She grabbed a pillow and a blanket from the closet; she arranged the couch and made herself a makeshift bed.
She couldn't force
