#Chapter 315 – Too Late

Daphne grins at Jesse, laughing at something else he’s said and reaching for the last cookie in the sleeve when… She turns, a little shocked, towards the little tiny clock on the mantlepiece in the room that rings three times. “No way,” she whispers, her mouth falling open as she turns wide eyes back to Jesse. “There’s no way we stayed up until three in the morning.” “I am very fascinating, Daphne,” Jesse murmurs, sleepy and smug, stretching his hands behind his head and lacing his fingers there. “Do not doubt my powers of keeping someone up late into the night talking about…absolutely nothing.” She laughs, shaking her head at him, but also sighs and stands, stretching her own arms. “Don’t do it, Daph,” Jesse murmurs, sighing and dropping his hands, reaching for his backpack. “I’ve probably got more cookies in here – we can pretend its ten o’clock.” “Jesse,” she says, laughing and shaking her head, putting her hands on her hips. “You have to sleep too.” “No I don’t, Jac