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Chapter Eleven

Bound To Happen

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The moonlight floored into the master room, feeling the room with a glowing light. The curtains opened, forgotten to be shut before going to bed. The large balcony doors where safely locked, but it didn’t keep the invading moon light from coming into the room. Aiden cursed himself that he didn’t close the curtains. He lay on his side facing the assaulting light. It was preventing him from falling asleep. He glanced over at the clock; it flashed three in the morning in a lustrous green light. He could feel the lithe, warm body curled up a foot next to him. His surprise that the girl hadn’t upped and left already to sleep in Teigue’s room had surprised her. She had moved from the couch to the laying with her daughter in her full size bed down the hall.

[b] Although you’re sleeping right next to me

Well, it feels like you are wide awake in a distant dream[/b]

Aiden knew that the young girl had spent most of the day with a certain blond. She didn’t deny it and he didn’t ignore it. He knew that they hadn’t done anything too drastic because they both had the children. She didn’t come home late, until nine. He had been sitting in the entertainment room reading a sports magazine waiting for her. He was honestly worried about her. She should have gotten home before the kids bedtime. Instead, the young mother was an hour late. She had quietly carried both sleeping children in the house as quietly as she could. Hearing the car pull up, Aiden had met her at the door and taken Ashden from her. He put the small boy up as she did the same with Teigue.

When asked why she had been late, she just waved it off. Aiden pushed her, even though he knew he shouldn’t. His jealousy and fear was clouding his eyes from what he already knew. They got into a small argument again, this time in hushed tones so they wouldn’t wake their sleeping children. Ashley had came out and said that they hadn’t done anything, [b]Spencer[/b] wouldn’t let it go that far. She told them that they had lunch at a local café. She said that Spencer had converted the second room into an Art Studio and they painted with the kids and worked on little things. They had swam and hanged out at Spencer’s house. She had cooked dinner and they lay low the rest of the night. Aiden believed the girl; he knew that she would tell him the truth. There was nothing to hide.