Chapter: 1542

Bethany was a light sleeper, prone to waking at the slightest disturbance. If she woke up, he'd struggle to justify his presence, and he'd have to wear a stern face, hiding the softness that had crept in while watching her sleep.

For a moment, Jonathan stood watch over Bethany, then melted away, his footsteps silent as he made his way to the children's room.

Nola and Rowan lay fast asleep, their blankets discarded and rumpled at the foot of the bed.

"Sweetie, the blanket should keep you warm."

The moment he put the blanket on Nola, she kicked it off again.