Thomas Shannon cupped her cheek, slowly lowered his head, his forehead resting against hers, the tip of his nose affectionately rubbed against hers.
With a magnetic voice, low and hoarse, "Fennie, don't leave, stay."
"Do you think it's possible?"
"Without you, I can't sleep."
Sophie Sullivan seemed to hear the joke of the century, she turned away her head, sneering coldly, "I can't sleep when you're not here, so if I'm never here, will you be exhausted to death from lack of sleep?"
Thomas Shannon pondered for a moment, as if actually considering the question, he nodded, "You can try, maybe I really will?"
"Screw you!"
Sophie Sullivan pushed away his face that came closer again, "It's getting late, I still need to return to the hotel, tomorrow I'm going to the hospital to see Fluffy. Let me go."
"Why bother with a hotel, isn't it good to sleep at home?" Thomas Shannon sneered, "Not only is the bedding nice, but I can serve you anytime, anywhere, hmm?"
