Chapter 29. Something To Look Forward To

By Friday afternoon, Diana had learned two things about sleeping beside Gabriel: he woke at the smallest unfamiliar sound, and he stole the blanket with the ruthlessness of a man who had never been cold in his life.

She discovered the second fact at five that morning. After a brief struggle, he opened one eye, lifted his arm, and invited her into the warmth he had confiscated.

“That isn't a solution,” she murmured, moving closer.

“It appears to be working.”

She had been smiling when she arrived at work. Eva noticed immediately.

“Don't tell me,” she said. “The expensive mattress.”

“He's terrible at sharing it.”

“Devastating. Shall I complain on your behalf?”

Diana sat down, still smiling, and found that her ordinary inbox had become interesting again. There were orders to confirm, a client's photograph of a paint sample, and an email from Iris that made her forget the coffee beside her keyboard.

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