71 Strangled In Sleep (1/2)
”You're saying yes so easily?” I replied, flabbergasted. Usually, people would stare weirdly if someone asked to sleep with them. Possibly because sleeping with someone connotated sexual encounter between the two. But this man didn't even think about what she was implying before saying yes.
”I'm the only one you know in town and if it helps you recover, I'm willing to sacrifice my body.” He nodded strangely, making me feel strange about this whole situation.
”What do you mean sacrifice your body?” I protested. The vigor of my voice not impacting the man sitting beside me.
”I'll have to move in with you for the most part. Sheng Sheng will have to come, too. And I don't know what kind of sleeping habits you have, so I will literally be putting my body on the line to help you recover.”
I huffed in frustration.
”I haven't strangled anyone in my sleep.” Yet, I added internally. If it was Sebastian, I would pretend to sleep to let him get a taste.
”Because you've never slept with anyone. Once you have a partner, all sorts of secrets about your sleeping state will come out. Maybe you snore, or kick in your sleep.” Sebastian frowned. ”Not to mention, your mattress isn't the best for my back.”
I had to roll my eyes. ”No disrespect, Mr. Butler, but maybe go to an orthopedic to get your back checked. You're definitely getting old. Also, stop sleeping like a mummy. It's freaky.” I breathed in a victorious gush of air. Whatever that meant.
”I don't sleep like a mummy!” Sebastian protested and fired up the car's engine.
”I don't want to wake up in the middle of the night to that horrifying sight. Please act like a human.” The conversation continued into the university where students greeted them. Sebastian had gone to lengths about how superior his sleeping method was. No doubt, this genius thought himself perfect in all ways.
”Beware. I might try to pull out your brains through your nose in the middle of the night,” I promised threateningly. I could see people turn to look at us when I said that. For the most part, people had ignored them but this must have gotten their ears working.
I slowed down, trying not to say anything scandalous after that.
”I'm already letting you sleep with me and you pay me back like this?” he scoffed. The surrounding people turned away as quickly as possible, some of their eyes wide with excitement.
”Shut up,” I warned him.
”You'll regret it,” he began. ”I'm a slave to the modernization of medicine and surgical practices but I draw the line at taking my brains out. It's precious and can only function within my body. I'll fight you to death if you try.”
I wanted the ground to split up and swallow me. ”I'm not going to act like an animal, Mr. Butler,” I grit out through my teeth.
”You have a lot of repressed emotions, you can never tell.” I wondered if he was being obtuse but when I turned to look him in the eye and beg him to stop, I saw the amusement in his eyes. He was doing this on purpose. In the distance, I could see students from classes I sat in on, staring at me. Sebastian looked at them too. The receivers of his gaze were usually men.