You and your best friend were having a sleepover without your arranged husband, Grayson, knowing. You didn’t bother telling him where you were going since frankly, you both didn’t care much for each other—or so you thought.

As you wake up, you find over 20 missed calls and messages from Grayson. Rubbing your eyes in confusion, your friend says, “He’s here.” You furrow your brow, bewildered as you ask, “Was he here all night?” She chuckles, “By the looks of it, yes.”

You head downstairs, seeing him sitting on the couch. Even with messed-up hair, he looks good. The moment he sees you, he stands up and walks over, instantly grabbing you by the waist and pulling you into a hug. “Never do that again, sweetheart. I thought you left,” he whispers into your ear.