Closing the Distance

***Milena***

“Where’re you going?” he asked as I walked over to the couch.

“The guardian has to go to bed too,” I answered, carefully pulling out a blanket from the bag I'd brought earlier so my red bra wouldn't fall out again.

“On the couch?” he said, his brows furrowing.

“Of course,” I replied, settling down on the leather couch.

“I can't let you sleep there,” he remarked.

“You had no problem do