"Haven't you figured out our moms' plan yet? They're making us share the same bed. There's no way they'd let us use the guest room."
Marvin Lennon tapped Madison Barton's forehead, "Dumb!"
"Oh, right. My mind didn't make the connection."
Madison Barton stuck out her tongue.
But what should they do? Besides the bed, there's only a small sofa in the room. Having him spend the night sitting there is sure to frustrate him to no end.
She knew his pampered nature; he was particularly fussy and picky.
"How about this? The bed is big anyway: we sleep on separate sides and put a pillow in the middle. How does that sound?"
Why does this suddenly feel like the story of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai? Sharing a bed, but only someone like Liang Shanbo wouldn't realize the person lying next to him is a woman. If it were him, they'd be playing house by now.
"No way. What if you... in the middle of the night..."
