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“You seriously couldn’t continue to make me sleep on the couch. That wasn’t done. How about we do it like this? We take turns— you sleep in bed today, I will tomorrow,” Aurora said as they entered the elevator and pressed the ground floor button. She was already sick of staying in the living room until morning.

“You were just complaining. I was sure you weren’t feeling any sort of pain,” Maverick replied, his hands buried in his pockets as he stared ahead.

Of course, there was no way she would feel sore since most nights, she slept in the bed anyway, and not once had she ever woken up while being carried to and from the bed.

Whether it was because she felt safe in the environment or because she just always had to involuntarily let her guard down at night, he would never know.

“Yes, I didn’t feel pain, but that didn’t make it any less uncomfortable. Let’s just take turns and be fair,” she insisted.

“I didn’t know you played fair. You didn’t seem to consider taking turns when you readily