ARIELLE POV
The knock came at eleven forty-three.
I know because I was staring at the ceiling and the clock on the nightstand was the only thing in the room giving off any light and I had been watching it for the past hour doing nothing useful.
I sat up.
The knock came again. Quiet. Not urgent. Just there.
I already knew who it was.
I got up and crossed the room in the dark and opened the door and Julian was standing in the hallway in just his shirt, sleeves rolled up, no jacket, looking at me like he had come to say something specific and wasn’t entirely sure he should say it.
“I couldn’t sleep” he said.
“Me neither”
He looked at me for a second. “Can I come in?”
I should have said no.
I stepped back and he walked in and I closed the door behind him and the room was dark except
