The voice was soft and deep, but it made Arwen's breath hitch in surprise. Glancing up, she found Aiden standing leaning on the door, his arms folded at his front.
One look and she knew he was here to tease her.
This was why she wasn't ready to take the risk of waking him up.
He arched his brow at her, and she cleared her throat, coughing out gently. "Why did you come down? Weren't you sleeping just fine?"
Aiden pushed himself off the doorframe before getting his posture straighter. Then nodding, he walked in. "Yes, I was sleeping. However, in my dream, I heard someone mumble close to my ear for not eating their dinner properly."
"I —" Arwen was taken aback, slightly.
Did he hear it all?
Her brows furrowed, but then she shook off that suspicion. While she was talking to him in his sleep, she sensed his even breathing —and throughout, it hasn't changed even for a briefest second. He was sleeping at that time.
There is no way he would have heard her?
