Dove
"Are you out of your mind!" I yelled as I grabbed one of the cushions on his couch and hurled it in his direction as he sat upright in his bed. "I'm not staying with you."
He caught the pillow with ease. "What if I'm in pain in the middle of the night? No one is going to hear me."
"Scream, I'm sure someone will come around," I rolled my eyes and went for the door.
"Dove, Little Pigeon, you can sleep on the couch if you don't trust yourself around me," he grinned.
"You've got some nerve, charlatan!" I screamed, "I would rather set myself on fire."
"Look the bed is gigantic, we can put a barrier of pillows and I promise I don't snore," he begged, "I get lonely when I'm in pain. Have a heart Dove."
