10. I vote for equal mattress rights!
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I VOTE FOR EQUAL MATTRESS RIGHTS!
He takes up a lot of room.
That’s my initial read on the situation.
I peer over the covers, trying to figure out how he got most of the mattress square footage, then heckle, “You need to do something because the inequality—” Tonight’s watchword. “—in this bed is purely in your favor.”
Before I know it, I’m squealing as he rolls me halfway under him, presses his leg between my thighs, then curves his arm around my waist.
“Better?”
I hmph. “How is—”
I pause because, huh.
His front runs the full length of my back, and tell me why this is an upgrade from him stealing half of the mattress? Now, he’s stealing half of me.
I snuggle into him. “Don’t think you’ll get away with this in the summer.”
He chortles. The sound echoes softly in my ear. “Go to sleep.”
I burrow my chin into the pillow. “Okay.”