Belle's POV

“Where are the kids?” I asked, looking around the empty room with a confused gaze.

Zeke turned to us with a grin. “They’re already in bed. Amanda took them upstairs a few minutes ago.”

Kamille’s eyes sparkled with mischief as she glanced between Zane and me. “We were just about to head to bed ourselves,” she said, her voice laced with amusement. “But if you two need a room—”

Before she could finish her sentence, I cut her off, my face ...