“Have you finished your work?” Angela asked him.
Richard gave her a doubtful look.
“Can… Can you stay here with me for a while? I’m sleepy, but I’m scared of having nightmares. If you’re by my side, I might sleep better,” Angela expressed her inner thoughts.
Richard glanced at the file next to him without her noticing and nodded, “Okay, I’ll stay here and finish my work. Get some sleep!”
“Can… Can I sleep on your bed? The couch is too small.” Angela was getting greedy now.
She did not only want to occupy his time, but she even asked for his bed.
Surprisingly, Richard did not refuse her request. Raising his brows, he agreed, “Sure.”
Angela was so sleepy that she started yawning. After getting up, she felt light headed and fell into Richard’s arms. Seeing that, he quickly embraced her, causing her head to slam against his shoulder blades. Her face quickly wrinkled in pain.
“Why is your body so hard?!” Angela muttered in annoyance.
Richard smirked lightly and helped her to get up. Angela walked over to his huge and tidy bed that was filled with
masculinity. Angela felt much more at ease when lying on it.
She then looked at the man sitting on the couch. Although it was merely the back of his head, she thought he was good looking. No man had ever attracted her with the back of his head.
After taking a few more glances at him, she felt her eyelids getting heavy, and she soon fell asleep once again.
Richard picked up the book she read earlier and noticed that she had folded the edge of one of the pages cutely.
He then turned his head to look at Angela, who was sleeping on her side. She was probably so exhausted that she fell asleep after a while.
Fishing out his phone, he dialed Trevor’s number and ordered, in a low voice, “Bring my laptop into the room.”
Trevor responded curtly and brought the laptop in after a while. Just as he pushed the door and intended to step in, he saw Richard bringing his finger up to his lips in an attempt to tell him to stay quiet.
Trevor was a little puzzled until he saw Angela lying on Richard’s bed. Suddenly, he understood something. Smiling subtly, he tip-toed into the room and left the laptop on the coffee table. After that, he leaned over and asked in a whisper, “Are you sleeping together now?”
Richard warned, “Don’t talk nonsense after you leave the room.”
Trevor covered his mouth and smiled. Did Richard just admit it? Anyway, he was happy for him because both of them looked good together.
While Richard did some work on the sofa, Angela switched various sleeping positions on the bed. She slept on her belly, crossed her legs, and slept soundly.
When it was almost six in the evening, Angela woke up feeling recharged. She opened her eyes to find that Richard was still working on the couch, and the corners of her mouth curved into a sly smile.
Somehow, Richard could always trigger Angela’s mischievous side. She wanted to make fun of him.
Angela closed her eyes and deliberately pretended to have a nightmare. She murmured, “Richard…”
