322: LATE NIGHT CHUCKLES

ARIEL’S POV

“But I have a question, Ariel,” Luke vocalized, and I wondered what it was that he

wanted to say.

Moving my hand around his chest, I uttered, “Go ahead, sire. Speak out whatever is

on your mind.”

“Since you’re not living with Laura anymore, I’m just wondering.” He fixed his eyes on

  1. me. “Where will you be working now?”

I arched my eyebrow. “Oh, seriously? Is that your question?”

“Well, yeah. I mean, come on, I’m just curious. And concerned around here. If your

want, I can let you work at my company.”

“Thanks, but t

won’t be necessary,” I brought out.

Luke looked at me for seconds and finally spoke, “Oh, I see.” But his tone was low.

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“Don’t forget that about the Vitality Group. I grinned at him.

“Oh, right. The Vitality Group. I totally forgot. You’re going to be working with your‘

second husband.“”

I sighed promptly. “Please don’t say that.”

“Don’t get upset; I was just joking.”

“Well, don’t joke like that,” I told him.

“Okay, then. I guess it’s time to go to sleep,” Luke stated, covering our bodies with the bed sheet. “Goodnight, Ariel,” he said softly, kissing me on the forehead.

my eyes while he caressed my hair. And

next minutes in silence, I drifted off

I looked everywhere and realized that I had woken up in

the night at the wrong time. Glancing back at Luke, he was still

It seemed like it happened regularly when I was with Luke. And I was glad that I didn’t

still couldn’t sleep. So, what to do now? Exercise?

and walk around. It might make me drowsy, I guess.

was a stupid idea. There was no way walking around

who could wake up at the slightest sound despite his seemingly peaceful slumber. I tiptoed

expecting it to help them

I considered the idea of counting sheep but quickly dismissed it as too cliché. Perhaps I should count

silent laughter, I accidentally stepped on a

a trumpet in the quiet of the night. I froze, holding my breath, then slowly

eyes and blinking

marching around the room? Did you decide to join the night’s gu something?” he asked, his voice

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giggling. “No, I couldn’t sleep. I thought walking might help,” I admitted,

if he expected to find some hidden answer to my insomnia. “Walking,

know. It sounds silly when you say that,” I told him,

LATE NIGHT CHUCKLES

mischief. “Well, if we’re going to do this, we might as

into the

a fluffy bathrobe and holding another one out. for me. “If we’re going to be part of the night’s guard, we need to look the part. And nothing says ‘guard duty‘

couldn’t contain my laughter any longer. “Oh, is that right? The

Robe Guards?” I teased.

march. Maybe if we tire ourselves out,

you seriously going

walking around like

seconds, and I stared at him with my hands fixed on my

waist.

move the lips. “Okay, let’s

we were, marching up and down the room in our fluffy robes, trying

not to

out of breath

his eyes soft in the dim light. “I think that’s the most fun I’ve

at 3 AM,” he said.

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