One year, one love by Aurora Miller

Chapter 32

Chapter 32

“Mm.” Doris nodded slightly, making up her mind. “Tell me what you want to eat, and I’ll make it for you.”

“With Nadia here, you don’t need to worry about that.” Margaret flashed a gentle smile and said to them. “You should go get some rest. You’ve got an early morning tomorrow.”

As she spoke, Margaret took Doris’s soft hand and placed it into Lewis’s big one. The heat from Lewis’s palm transferred to Doris’s skin, which was warm like fire, making her heartbeat race a little faster than usual.

“Come on, Lewis, take Doris to rest. Margaret seemed eager to get them out of her hair.

Under Margaret’s watchful eye, Lewis had no choice but to lead Doris upstairs.

He stopped at the door of the bedroom. Without even looking back, he could feel Margaret’s gaze on them from downstairs. He pushed the door open and stepped inside with Doris. The moment the door closed, he caught a glimpse of a victorious grin on Margaret’s face.

Lewis took a sigh in his mind and thought, ‘Oh, what a naughty old lady‘

Once the door clicked shut, Lewis pulled his hand away and explained, “Don’t be mad at Margaret. She’s just like a little kid sometimes. Her thoughts are simple, and she doesn’t mean any harm.”

“I understand that. No need to explain.” Doris clasped her hands together, her fingers still tingling with his warmth.

They both looked at the neatly made bed, with two sets of pajamas laid out perfectly–one in gray, the other in pink–both with little black–and–white kitten designs. It looked like something straight out of a couple’s set.

They both realized just how thoughtful Margaret had been.

“Take a shower and go to sleep. We gotta get up earlier than usual tomorrow morning,” Lewis said while picking up his pajamas. “I’ll use the bathroom downstairs.”

With that, he grabbed his clothes and headed downstairs, leaving Doris in the room alone. She relaxed a little and went to the bathroom.

When she got out and climbed into bed, there was a knock at the door. Doris answered, “Come in.”

It was Lewis, but this time, Margaret and Nadia followed him in. They clearly forced Lewis to come back.

“Doris, Nadia prepared a cup of milk for you. It’ll help you sleep,” Margaret said, placing the cup on the nightstand. “We won’t bother you further.”

Lewis wiped his damp hair, his tone a bit playful. “Guess it’s a bit of a hassle tonight. We have to share a room.”

pressed her lips together and said nothing. She watched as Lewis went to the closet, pulled out a blanket, and headed for the lounge chair near the

edge. The chair was way stiff, and there was no doubt that he wouldn’t have a good

back to the night he’d let her stay at his place. He slept

sleep on the chair. My legs are not as long as yours, so

you sleep on the chair is not what a gentleman should do,” Lewis replied, his voice firm, though there was a hint of humor. “Especially you’re my wife now.”

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as a pillow and turning his face away from the bed.

broad back for a moment before switching off the

her eyes, but sleep didn’t come. She could even

to drift off. Finally, she opened her eyes again and

can’t fall asleep?” Lewis’s deep voice

startled, thinking she’d been trying to move as quietly as

wasn’t really in the mood to sleep. This was the first time in his 28 years that he had to share a room with a woman, and the whole atmosphere felt

chair was too short and too hard, and the blanket wasn’t thick enough. It dug into his skin, making him uncomfortable. There was no way he’d

no idea how he was supposed to survive this long night with just him

out

come to the bed? I’ll give you half of the space,” Doris said

it as the words left her mouth. As she was about to explain herself when she heard Lewis’s voice in the dark. “You really wanna share a bed

the dark. His mind flashed back to that night when Doris was drunk and tried

of direct, almost desperate approach. But

sure, you’re good–looking, and with a frame like yours, you’re the dream guy of every woman. I know

be nice. Too bad you look

bit offended by his words, and she added, “Forget

curled up under the blanket, and drifted off to

his lips. He couldn’t help but think Doris had quite a temper. He

eyes snapped open, and in a flash, he leaped from the chair,

and seeing how

find Lewis and Doris both sitting on the bed. Lewis, ever