The room was dimly lit. Sophia sat on the bed with William's head resting on her lap.

Earlier, he told her to come over to the bed, and for a split second, her mind went... somewhere it really shouldn't have. Turns out, he just wanted her to massage his head.

Awkward.

"Your mind's always in the gutter," William teased.

Sophia rolled her eyes. She could've hit him with a solid reminder of the "shady activities" he'd indulged in ...