God, would this night never end? she wondered as she glanced over her shoulder to find the manipulative bastard following her up the stairs.
“What are you doing?” she couldn’t help but ask, especially after that little declaration that he’d just delivered.
“Going to bed,” he said, looking adorably confused.
“I see,” she murmured as she pointed to the right, “then you must be lost, because your apartment is over there.”
“I sleep better with you,” he said with a shrug and a yawn that had her turning right back around and walking the rest of the way upstairs, wondering why she hadn’t killed him yet.