Zachary knew Serenity was not the type to scream when a man stripped in front of her. Serenity would watch with great gusto, even going as far as getting handsy.

Straightening his back, Zachary stopped trapping her between his arms in a suggestive way.

It would not work on her.

“Can you sleep by stuffing cotton in your ears?”

Serenity shook her head. “It doesn’t feel comfortable.”

She had nothing to cover her if she slept on the sofa. Zachary could not possibly tell her to sleep on the