Brian clutched the blanket tightly. "No way!

I like this bed. How about you sleep in the guest room?"

"Why should I?" Her voice was colder than her expression.

Knowing she was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, Brian wasn't afraid. "Well, if you want to share the bed with me, I wouldn't mind."

He patted the bed invitingly. "Come, my fiancée, let's sleep together."

Jocelyn stared at him for a moment, resisting the urge to kick him off. She reached out to pull him, but he stayed put.

Considering his injuries, she dared not use too much force, leaving them in a standoff.

Eventually, she relented...