Late at night, I go downstairs for a snack in my small pajamas. I hear Caleb's office door open, so I quietly head upstairs, hoping he doesn't see too much. Suddenly, I feel him sigh behind me.

I stop as his strong arms wrap around my waist. He whispers,

"Don't wear such revealing stuff to bed; I don't want my security watching you.

" A moment passes, and he adds,

"I want that privilege for myself."