Natalie went straight to her bedroom, preferring to sleep. With Julia beside her, she kept her movements light so as not to disturb her.
For the next hour, she tried her best to fall asleep, but it was impossible. What’s wrong with me tonight? she thought in frustration. Maybe I should drink some water.
She sat up in bed, making sure Julia was still deep in sleep. The water jar on the bedside table was empty, and she frowned, realizing she’d have to go out to the kitchen. He must have gone to sleep by now, she reassured herself.
When she stepped out of the room, the lights in the drawing room were turned off. Seems like he went to sleep.
She walked to the kitchen, only to be startled by the sight of a tall figure standing by the kitchen counter, illuminated softly by the night lamps.
He looked at her before she could change her mind and retreat back to the bedroom.
"Can’t sleep?" he asked, picking up a glass and pouring water for himself.
She maintained her composure and replied, "I... was just here to get some water."
He offered her the glass he was holding.
Feeling awkward, she stepped ahead and accepted the glass, while Justin took the empty jar from her hand and placed it on the counter to fill it.
As she sipped the water slowly, she watched him doing something she hadn’t even asked for.
When she had drunk about a third of the glass, and stopped drinking, he asked, "Done?"
She nodded, and he took the glass back from her. He then poured more water into the same glass and began drinking from it.
Natalie looked at him, stunned. Did he just use the same glass? There was even some water left in it that I didn’t finish.
But then her gaze lingered on him. Even something as simple as drinking water seemed to be filled with a manly grace. Her eyes moved to his neck, watching the way his Adam’s apple moved. She gulped involuntarily.
Justin put the glass down and looked at her, as if silently asking What?
She cleared her throat and gestured towards the water jar he had filled for her. "T-The water jar..."
Justin stepped back, giving her space to pick it up. Natalie moved forward, and just as she touched the jar, she heard him speak.
"Want to sleep together?"
Her hands froze, and her heart skipped a beat. Can this man be any more blatant?
"I can’t sleep either," he added, as if understanding that she hadn’t been able to sleep as well.
"Grandma... is here..." she muttered, her voice low and shaky as she fidgeted with the jar, well aware of his presence behind her, his eyes on her. freewebnøvel.coɱ
Can I change my decision? she wondered, her heart racing.
"Get on the bed," she heard Justin say softly.
His voice pulled her out of her thoughts, and she obediently climbed onto the bed, settling on one side and turning her back to the empty space beside her. Justin turned off the lights and lay down as well, covering both of them with the same blanket.
Natalie’s breath hitched as she sensed him shifting closer. One of his arms slipped under her neck, and the other wrapped around her waist, just like he had done the last two times—enveloping her entirely in his warm embrace.
What am I even doing? Her body turned stiff.
"We’re just sleeping," Justin murmured, his breath fanning against the back of her neck. "We both know we sleep better like this."
Natalie couldn’t deny it, and slowly, her body began to relax. At least with him, she knew exactly where she stood.
He was always direct about what he wanted and never pretended or hid his intentions. Was that a good thing? Well, it was definitely better than dealing with sneaky, deceitful men.
"Good night," she whispered softly.
"Good night, Natalie," he replied, burying his face in the back of her neck and inhaling her sweet scent.
It was comforting and helped him drift off to sleep without any of the usual strange nightmares.
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