Keeping woke

Roman sighed tiredly.. Would she understand him if he explained? "Sometimes I'm just a shadow of myself, and I don't think I sleep four hours a day".

Ivi Buenavista breathed. "Then why do you most care about me?"

"My priority, go to sleep".

"Not without you".

He noticed her stubborn spirit is already awakened and he slides down to rest.

"I will watch you sleep", ivi Buenavista said.. "Don't I will sleep",

"No you won't",

she insisted and supported her face with her ankle, Roman found himself obedient. he'd kick any other woman out to intercept his working time, because if he keeps late night he is planning..

"Come", ivi Buenavista crawled back into his arm.. "Can I look at your face?" she whispered.

"Sure",

He turned to face her making her lay on his arm and not his shoulder, and then hugging her waist, ivi touched his face..

"Sleep". he told her and she obediently shut her eyes, she shouldn't tease him anymore or he'd become unable to control his hunger.