40...Sleep with me...

CLAIRE.

Mr and Mrs Taylor were really nice people as Ryan as described them.

Ryan had informed me earlier that we are going to be at their place throughout our stay in Chicago. The Taylors know about the business deals he's having in Chicago since they're also involved in one way or the other. They had specially invited Ryan to their place and insisted he took their nice offer--That's what Ryan told me.

Mr and Mrs Taylor welcomed us into their home warmly and asked one of the maids to show Ryan and I to our bedroom to take a rest.

The gentle maid led us to one of the bedrooms upstairs and it was when I entered with Ryan it registered in my brain.

Ryan and I are going to be sharing the same bedroom! What the fucking fuck!

I took in few but important details of the perfect looking bedroom and was relieved to see a couch nearby, at least he would take that while I use the bed.

I plunked on the bed "You're taking the couch"

"Okay" He said without an argument, surprising me.

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