One Room, One Bed - Halley's POV

I stare at him as if I’ve been slapped. “No, you’re joking with me and can’t be serious. Sam… You can’t hardly be in the truck with me. A room with a bed—”

“Beds,” he corrects. “It’ll be fine. Grab your things. I can’t let you out of my sight.”

My first childish instinct is to scoff and disagree. ...

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