Chapter 18: Bow Out Now
(SASHA)
Tyler's cheeks flush. He looks hot and angry. "You can't just spring that on me now and not expect me to push back.
"Tyler, " I snort. "Trust me, I always expect pushback from you."
"No. We don't have to share a room. I know you can work something out. We may need our privacy sometimes and there's nothing odd about it." He says, rubbing the back of his neck frustratedly. "Just come up with some lie they would believe. It is already difficult enough without sharing a room with you. I'm used to being alone. I like it, so I'll need somewhere to be alone." His eyes glimmer with frustration.
I snicker. "Relax. It's not like I want you in my private space either. I'm only trying to stop the rumours that will start spreading when people learn we don't act like a married couple. At least for now. Once they believe our marriage is real we can work something out."
"I didn't agree to this, Sasha."
I bite my jaw. "So you want to bail out then? You want to cancel the agreement?"
"No," he says, fear shifting through his pretty eyes. "I didn't mention that." This time he makes sure to school his voice.
"Then why are you throwing a teasy fit over sharing a bed? I must have been gravely mistaken to think you'd handle what this job requires of you."