Chapter 131

Around midnight, Angelina couldn't keep her eyes open and headed home with Chester. Isadora had been yawning nonstop and had already left a bit earlier. Megan, however, wasn't ready to leave. "You guys can head back first. I'm not sleepy yet," she said, waving them off. "Meg, are you sure you don't want to go home?" Angelina asked, glancing back at her. Megan shook her head. "Rosalind, you should go home too," she said. "Nope. I'll stay with you," Rosalind said with a smile. … Once they got home, Angelina peeked at Catherine, who was sleeping soundly. Yawning nonstop, she simply flopped onto the bed and closed her eyes. Chester reached over, his fingers trailing from her hip to her waist, then back again. Too exhausted to react, Angelina took it as a massage and drifted off to sleep. Chester froze, a mix of amusement and disbelief on his face. "Angie…" he murmured, wondering if his touch was really that dull. How else could she fall asleep so fast? But Angelina was completel