Krystal couldn’t believe what she was hearing. Zale was asking her to sleep in his room. Had he completely lost his mind this time?
That had to be the case. No man in his right mind would ask a woman to sleep in his room while his wife was under the same roof. How scandalous was that?
“Are you kidding me? No way in hell am I going to sleep in your room.” Krystal huffed, crossing her arms over her chest.
“Would you rather sleep in this empty place then?” Zale asked, raising a brow.
“Yes, actually. I would.” She replied.
“But you have no bed!” Zale exclaimed, looking at her like she had completely lost her marbles.
Krystal let out a sigh, meeting his eyes. “I know and it is all my fault. I will deal with the consequences. Besides, the blankets are comfortable enough. I will be fine.”
