Waylon hesitated slightly. “You...”
“Are you shy?” Cameron looked at him and raised her eyebrows lightly. “Don’t worry. I won’t do anything to you. Just treat me like a man.”
Waylon was at a loss for words.
Cameron arranged her pillows, and in order to make room for him, she lay on her side with her back facing him and then added, “I don’t move much when I’m asleep. You have my word that I won’t be touching you while you’re sleeping, so don’t worry.”
Waylon smiled helplessly, smoothed the blanket on his body, and lay down on his back. The small single bed was indeed a little too crowded for two people, and it was almost impossible to turn over at will.
Cameron lay on her side and left a little gap between the two of them, most probably fearing that she would get into contact with the wound on his arm.
Waylon stared at the ceiling for a long time, then turned his head to the side and looked at the woman lying beside him with her back facing him. “You really don’t mind this at all,
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