Chapter 222

Also, when did he get into bed? He had zero memory of that. And Broderick felt like he'd never slept this deeply before. Wait, actually, there was a night like this once-slept like a log. But today hit different. The clock already said 7:30! He never let himself sleep in this late. There's even a meeting at 8:30! As he shifted a bit, Leslie stirred too. The girl yawned sweetly, blinking her dewy eyes, and leaned into his chest with a bright smile. "Morning, Ricky. Sleep alright?" His voice was low and hoarse. "Get off me." "Okay~" Leslie moved away without a fuss. Broderick was still feeling lost. He gave her a look, then finally asked, "Why am I in bed?" Leslie blinked. "Huh? You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask then?" Broderick opened his mouth, but gave up and stayed quiet. Leslie turned her head, holding back a giggle. Like he'd ever figure it out. There's no way he'd guess that supernatural strength ran in her veins. Lifting him onto the bed? Easy as pie. Seeing him sulking