“If I’m going to break my back on the couch, what would you do, big guy?” Bella asked raising an eyebrow at him as she tried not to smile. “You’re twice the size of me and I don’t think you even fit on this couch properly when horizontal.” Bella went quiet for a moment as she looked over at the bed, taking it in, before looking back at Misha.
“It looks like if you don’t want me to leave and I don’t want you on the couch there is only one logical solution. Both of us on the bed. Do you think you can handle sleeping with a girl?”