Danielle's POV
“Sleep on the bed if you want. I promise I will remain here,” I tell him. Andrea shakes his head. Instead, follows me toward the couch. I retrieve my tablet and open it up and book before deciding to do something educational. Andrea stood there watching me, and l raised an eyebrow at him.
“You are supposed to be sleeping,” I tell him, patting the couch. He purses his lips.
‘Don’t make me try to order you. It will probably just embarrass me when I can’t,” I chuckle, and his lips tug in the corners, but he reluctantly sits, and I chuck the throw blanket over him.
“Now, sleep,” I tell him.
“Yes, boss,” he laughed, closing his eyes. It didn’t take him long before he fell asleep, and after an hour, he fell sideways into me, his head resting in my lap while I was trying to wo
