Chapter 20

As we walked through the marbled hallway and entered our room, my jaw dropped. Holy, It was spacious and beautiful and moderately designed.

The downside, however, was that I was going to be sharing it with Killian.

I stared at the bed. The knowledge we'd be squished together rattled my nerves. It took only his lips on mine to shake me. What if I rolled over in my sleep and my fingers accidentally touched something? What if he decided to rile me up by flirting in bed? What if he was a naked sleeper?

Irritation bit me from the ridiculous situation and the realization that it couldn't be helped. We needed to keep the guise going and I couldn't afford any room for slip-ups.

Once the helpers were done and they'd left, I turned to him. "We might be sharing this room but I'm not sharing a bed with you."

He turned, peeling off the first piece of his suit. "I don't bite, Hope. Well, not unless you want me to."

I rolled my eyes. "I'll sleep on the couch."

"You'