L stood up after she did. He really wasn’t picky about where he slept, and he was actually fine with the floor, but he assumed Rachel would be more comfortable someplace else. The office was small and only had a desk, chair and fake plant in the corner for its furnishings.
All that mattered to him was if he was where she was. He smiled, and wrapping his arms around her and resting his head on her shoulder. “Here is fine.”