After hanging up a few shirts, I turned to James.

Me: I'm going to get a drink of water. You want anything?
James: No I'm just going to keep working on this.
Me: Ok be right back.

I walked out of the room and looked around for Liam. I heard the television on in his room. I stepped into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge before continuing. I had to make my cover believable. A few more steps took me to Liam's bedroom door, which was open. I took one step inside and found him lying on the bed.

Liam: Shay? What are you doing in here?
Me: What was that about?

I motioned towards the guest room, annoyed. He played dumb. Why was he upset with me?

Liam: What are you talking about?
Me: You know what I'm talking about.
Liam: Not really.
Me: The whole "I'm assuming you are okay with sharing a bed" thing.
Liam: You aren't?

His focus was still the show. I walked over and turned it off.

Liam: Hey! I was watching that!
Me: And I'm trying to find out what I did to you!
Liam: Like you don't know.
Me: Not really

I said, mocking him. He looked at me for a while as if he was about to say something, but then shook his head.

Liam: Just forget it.

I rolled my eyes and went back to help James finish up. When we finished we plopped down on the bed and I leaned against him.

James: Are you really okay sharing a bed? I could tell that bothered you.
Me: I don't know.
James: Then how about I take the couch?
Me: I don't want you to have to do that.
James: And I don't want you to be uncomfortable. It's really not a big deal.

He smiled at me and I couldn't help but return a weak one.

Me: Thanks, James.
James: Anything for you.

He kissed and hugged me before we got up to get Liam.