“Hmm, no, I want to sleep more,” Marissa said as she rolled to the other side of the king-size bed to evade Bernard’s mouth. He was kissing her neck while telling her not to tempt him into joining her back in bed, as she would find it hard to persuade him to let her off then.

He looked at her now as she took the silk covers with her when she rolled to the other side and covered her head again, muttering, “Go away.”

He made a show of removing his shoes as he said aloud, “Okay then, it is good to sleep. I want to sleep. In fact, let’s...