Chapter 132. A Quick Nap

Tiffany’s pulse quickened as Jacob made himself comfortable, resting his head on her lap as if it was the most natural thing in the world. She stiffened, unsure of what to do with her hands. Her mind raced, and she couldn’t decide if she wanted to shove him off or…not.

“What are you doing?” she repeated.

Jacob peeked up at her, a lazy grin on his face. “I’m exhausted,” he said, closing his eyes briefly. “Had a long night. Only three hours of sleep, so… I’m just gonna borrow your lap for a bit.”

Tiffany blinked, her brain scrambling to come up with a retort, but all she could manage was a weak, “You can’t just—”

Jacob cracked one eye open, his voice dropping to a teasing murmur. “You know, you don’t seem too mad about it, Tiff.”

Tiffany felt like she should protest and push him off, but she hesitated. There was something oddly calming about his presence, even if he was infuriating. Her hand hovered over his head, unsure whether to touch his hair or keep it far