“I feel like I also have to let you know that one of the reasons I can't sleep is because I keep looking at the damn doors to your bedchambers.'

My gaze shot back to him.

'And then I lay there wondering why in the hell I placed your chambers beside mine. Sounded like a good idea,' he said, and my stomach rolled. 'Now I'm not so sure. Because I spent far too much time thinking that all I had to do was walk a couple of feet and that chamber wouldn't be empty. You'd be there.'

The tripping sensation turned into a falling one. 'And that is a bad thing?'

'Undecided.'

I laughed, looking away. 'Well, I feel that I should let you know that I too was staring at those damn doors, and I'm only a few feet away and...'

'And what?' Shadows gathered in his voice.

'And I don't mind engaging in bad ideas,' I told him.

Ash chuckled. 'You wouldn't, would you?'

I grinned as I tugged the edges of the throw up to my chin. 'I am particularly talented at engaging in bad ideas.”