Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon) novel Chapter 472

Chapter 472

Edward took off his shoes and climbed into bed. A pillow separated him from Rose.

Rose never knew what a prude he was, seeing the vacant space between them.

Actually, Rose had no intentions of doing anything out of the line that night, nor did she want to bang him. If they were to officially register their marriage the next day, the following night would be their wedding night. This trip was meant to be their honeymoon, and she even contemplated extending their vacation.

Rose lay on the bed, happily making plans. Edward, on the other hand, had yet to lie down. He carefully covered her with a blanket and turned off the light.

As soon as the lights were turned off, the room plunged into darkness. Neither of them felt sleepy. They stared at the ceiling in the dim light and chatted. “Edward, are you asleep?”

Edward’s deep voice came from beside her. Under the blanket, Edward placed his hands on his abdomen. “No, can’t you sleep?”

Rose replied, “A little.” Other than Frank, she had not slept in the same bed with any other boy. Edward was the first. She felt a little nervous, although she did not intend to do anything inappropriate.

Her small hand curled up slightly under the blanket. They both turned their heads simultaneously and locked eyes. It was just the two of them in that moment. Edward could see Rose’s nervousness. “Go to sleep, Rose. You still have to wake up early tomorrow, my dear fiancée.”

Finally hearing Edward calling her fiancée, Rose felt so happy that she wasn’t so nervous anymore. “Can I hold you while I sleep?”

Rose was used to hugging a pillow at home, but it was too big to bring on this trip. In their current room, there were only two pillows, and she couldn’t let Edward hug one of them.

She thought, “He’s warmer than my pillow. I might as well hold him.”

“Okay.” Under the blanket, Edward had already gently reached out to hug Rose’s waist and pulled her into his arms. Rose was accustomed to hugging objects to sleep. Being held by Edward was a new experience, and she wasn’t quite used to it.

Rose explained, “I meant I’ll hold you, not the other. way around.”

Hearing this, Edward was stunned. “Wasn’t it always the man holding the woman? The television dramas my mother watched at home were all like that.” He had never seen a couple sleeping with the woman hold the man while the man nestled in the woman’s arms.

Edward thought, “Doesn’t that make me the vulnerable one then?”

“Can’t I? Well, you know, I’m used to hugging a pillow while I sleep. If I don’t have something to hug, I’m afraid I won’t be able to sleep. And if I can’t sleep, I might toss and turn all night, keeping you awake too.”

Although he didn’t say yes, Edward was already prepared to be cuddled under the blanket. He didn’t move at all I’m ready.” Rose originally wanted to check Edward’s belly to see how many abs he had. She had forgotten to do so while watching the movie last time. But she decided to leave it for tomorrow night; there was no rush, and she didn’t want to startle Edward.

She reached out and hugged Edward’s waist. Edward’s hands were locked around Rose’s arms. Rose added, “For the record, I have a good sleeping posture. But I just like to rest my leg on my pillow. Is it okay if I rest my leg on your waist while sleeping?”

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Edward thought, “So much for having a good sleeping posure.”

“Yes, of course. Sleep in whatever way makes you comfortable,” he said.

“You’re the best. If it’s uncomfortable, feel free to remove it after I fall asleep. Good night.” With gratitude, Rose gave Edward a kiss and settled in to sleep. Everything was just right.

The reason Rose was so calm and didn’t feel anxious was because she considered the following night as her wedding night. She simply wanted a good night’s sleep. There were many more days ahead of them in the future, so there was no need to rush.

However, Edward was different. A man in his thirties who had always slept alone, he now found himself embraced by his girlfriend, and he couldn’t move at all. His arm remained encircled by Rose’s. If not for the fabric of their pajamas separating them, there would be zero physical distance between them. He thought, “How could I remain calm?” Half an hour later, Rose hugged Edward and fell asleep happily, a smile on her lips. In her dreams, she must have been imagining something that brought her joy, perhaps looking forward to registering their marriage the next day.

On the other hand, Edward had insomnia. In the dim light, he gazed at Rose’s peaceful sleeping face. She was very still, unlike the restless moments before falling asleep. Her even, gentle breaths warmed Edward’s neck. It felt ticklish, like a feather lightly brushing against his heart. Edward closed his eyes in helpless surrender once more.

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He couldn’t even go to the bathroom if he wanted to; the path was blocked by Rose. She held him tightly, preventing him from getting out of bed. He had no choice but to divert his thoughts elsewhere.

In the quiet night, held by his gentle girlfriend, Edward contemplated how to explain things to the Roberts family. To Edward, who had always been rule-bound, Rose’s actions felt misguided. However, if Rose wanted to go through with this, he was willing to stand by her, even if it meant taking the blame in the end.

No matter what, he was a man. When the Roberts family inquired, he would claim that it was his idea. He didn’t want Rose to face criticism from her elders. At worst, he could handle being reprimanded by Frank.

Edward listed all the issues in his mind while held in Rose’s arms, bracing himself for the worst.

As he pondered, Rose’s leg gradually rose higher until it almost reached his shoulder. He thought, “Is this how she normally holds her pillow? It seems like she is genuinely treating me as a pillow.”

Edward couldn’t help but chuckle. With a bit of effort, he freed one of his hands and gently repositioned Rose’s legs from his shoulders to his waist. Since Rose mentioned she liked being held to sleep, he was willing to oblige.

He hoped he wouldn’t be kicked out of bed while he slept.

The next morning.

The scene on the bed had shifted. The roles had reversed. Edward now lay in his pajamas with his legs curled up, uncovered by the blanket. Meanwhile, Rose resembled a silkworm cocoon, her entire body hidden beneath the rolled up blanket, with only a hint of hair peeking out.

At first glance, it seemed like Edward had been mistreated.

Rose had set the alarm the previous night, eager to register their marriage as soon as possible. The sound of the alarm abruptly roused the person sleeping soundly in the bed.

She reached out with her eyes closed and searched around but couldn’t find her phone. Edward, who was a light sleeper, had already taken the phone and turned off the alarm. Rose opened her eyes in a daze and said in a slightly bewildered voice, “You’re awake.”