Chapter 91

Nathan's POV

The meeting rolls on around us, but she doesn’t move away. Half an hour later, her head gently rests against my shoulder. She looks exhausted, the kind of deep weariness that no amount of adrenaline or teasing can push through.

“Do you want to take a nap in the office?” I murmur.

She gives a faint shake of her head, slow and silent.

I adjust my chair and gently lift her into my lap, turning her so she’s facing me, her legs curled against the side of mine. She leans in close, tucking herself beneath my chin, and lets out a soft sigh. My arms wrap around her instinctively. She shifts once to get comfortable, then settles.

She should have slept longer after last night. But if she’s going to rest now, curled up in my arms like she belongs there, I’m not going to move her.