Chapter 85

What Dostov said still rang in my head that night. I've told Nick everything we talked about in our meeting, but oddly enough he doesn't look too surprised to hear it.

"You already know,right?" I accused him rather angrily. We were getting ready for bed after finishing dinner. Elliot and Rosie had been sleeping in their rooms for three hours.

Nick shook his head, He was buttoning his pajamas while I had just changed into my nightgown.

"I don't know, but I guessed it," he replied before looking up at me after finishing all his buttons. He walked to the bed and opened the thick blanket of our bed.

I, who was combing my auburn hair, stopped for a moment then turned my body to look at him. "Then what should we do?"

"Sleep?"he answered with a questioning look. He was already under the covers. One of his hands supports his head so he can watch me comb my hair.

I rolled my eyes in annoyance. "Nick, this is serious," I grumbled before placing my comb back on the dresser. His blue eyes followe