Seducing My Ex’s Father In Law novel Chapter 441

Judy’s POV

“Sammy?” I asked as I turned on my bedroom light. Sammy was standing at my desk across the room with her eyes wide like she was a deer caught in the headlights. I could practically hear her heart pounding against her chest as she stared back at me, having been caught snooping through my personal bedroom. “What are you doing in here?”

She visibly swallowed.

“I thought I lost something,” she told me. “I was wondering if maybe it accidently got put in with your things.”

I furrowed my brows at her; it was obvious she was lying.

“What were you looking for?” I asked; I glanced at the time. It was almost midnight. “This late at night…”

“It’s not that important,” she said, hurrying towards the door. “I am so sorry. I wasn’t trying to intrude. I was honestly just looking for something I couldn’t seem to find. Please, forgive me.”

I wasn’t sure what else to say; it was obvious to me that she wasn’t being truthful, but I wasn’t sure of the reason why. I would have understood if she told me the truth; then again, it depended on the truth. I watched as she hurried out of my room, shutting the door behind her.

I was still wrapping my head around the events of that evening when I got dressed and ready for bed. I felt a bit invaded by Sammy being in my space without any warning or heads-up. I wanted to give her the benefit of the doubt, but I felt a bit unsettled by her explanation.

I made sure to lock my door before I got into bed.

It took a while, but eventually, I was able to drift off into a dreamless sleep. I managed to brush off the thought of Sammy snooping around my room, and about my run-in with Donna Landry and Daisy Baldwin; I thought mainly about my date with Gavin and how wonderful it was. He took me to my favorite restaurant and to an amusement park; both of which were completely foreign to him.

He was so childlike and adorable.

I ended up falling asleep with a smile on my face and my heart swelling at the memory.

Chester was making breakfast when I went into the kitchen. He was humming some tune and had a smile of his own on his face.

“You’re in a good mood,” I said as I sat at the counter. “Have a good night?”

“You could say that,” he said with a grin.