Chloe’s pov
"You'll be staying in my room tonight."
Nash whispered in my ear, while Alma fussed over the place settings across the dining hall and Jill argued with one of the kitchen staff about dessert. I nearly dropped the wine glass I was holding.
"Excuse me?"
"My mother and sister are staying the night." He kept his voice pitched for me alone, his expression carefully neutral for anyone glancing our way. "If either of them notices separate rooms, it raises questions neither of us wants to answer. It's one night. I'll take the floor if it makes you more comfortable."
I wanted to argue. I didn't, mostly because Alma chose that moment to catch my eye from across the room and beam at me like she already suspected the whole conversation.
My heart melted instantly because she was so s
