My Husband’s Unexpected Late Night Adventure

I was abruptly woken up by the bed shaking beneath me. Confused, I opened my eyes to see that my husband, Jack, was not beside me like he was when we fell asleep.

In the dim light, I could make out Jack kneeling on the floor, vigorously shaking the bed with his knees. I was both bewildered and amazed by his peculiar behavior.

Startled, I asked, “Jack, what on earth are you doing?”

Caught off guard, Jack froze for a moment and then sheepishly stood up, his face turning red with embarrassment. “Oh, um, sorry, honey,” he mumbled, running his hand through his messy hair. “I was just trying to fix the squeaky bed frame.”

I raised an eyebrow, finding his explanation hard to believe. “At three in the morning?” I questioned, unable to hide my skepticism.

Avoiding eye contact, Jack shifted uncomfortably. “Well, it was bothering me,” he admitted, sounding slightly guilty.

I couldn’t help but laugh at his feeble attempt to justify his actions. “You could have waited until morning,” I teased, shaking my head in amusement.

As we settled back into bed, curiosity lingered in my mind. Why did Jack feel the need to fix the bed frame in the middle of the night, and why was he being so secretive about it?

Deciding to bring it up in the morning, I pushed the questions aside and closed my eyes, grateful for the cozy comfort of our honeymoon suite. Little did I know, this was just the beginning of the many adventures we would embark on as a married couple.