"Fair enough," Sage chuckled over her wine glass, eying him with a glint in her eye. "That sofa isn't very comfortable and since I don't have my own room, I can't offer my bed to share." Ahh sisters. Sage had slept on the sofa before, sometimes by accident, sometimes because she was too tired to drag her ass up to her bed, but whenever she did, it never ended well for her. A crick in her neck or a sore back.

She was just teasing him about the bed thing to get a rise out of him, waiting to see if she could make him blush or not. Sage didn't often get to employ any flirting and sometimes she just liked to see how far Declan would let her go before she had to reign it in again and leave him be. Poor guy, always stuck with one Whitby or another giving him a hard time.