Informal chat (2)

«First things first,» Mario Lucerni said, staring directly at Neven. Being one of his father's friends for ages, he was less affected by his charm than others.

It would end up in a scolding as he hadn't received in ages, Neven could feel it.

«What is she doing in your bed?»

«My bed?»

«That's your bedroom! You can't fool a man my age! Why is she there and not in her own room?»

Neven pressed a hand on his face, wondering if whatever he said could lighten his position. In the end, forgetting twice to prepare a room for Vera had no excuses.

«I forgot to prepare a room,» he said. «Then we've been out for a couple of days. And busy when we came back. I offered her to sleep on my bed while I use the sofa. I don't sleep in the same bed as her!»

«Mhm?»