“Is that good enough?” Rogue asks, peering over the pillows she’d stacked between you. You’re only staying at this hotel for one night, sharing a bed just this once isn’t that bed. She doesn’t want to be anywhere near you.

Who knows what could happen if she accidentally touches you.

“Maybe we need another pillow,” she mutters. “Or I can sleep on the couch.” Sleeping beside you isn’t a good idea, anyway. She should’ve complained to the front desk about there only being one bed.