Theodore
“Why don’t you go upstairs and take a break?”
I jerk up, wiping the corners of my lips to free them from any trickle of drool.
I must have fallen asleep, and my slow brain has to push down the paradisal vision before me to start booting up correctly.
Blinking, I look up at Helades, who is standing in front of my desk, his hands in his pockets. “The systems are working fine, and the counterparty has just retreated to discuss a few transaction points and will not come back any time soon. The others have retreated into their offices and are taking a nap. Why don’t you do the same?”
“What’s with you?” I ask, sitting up in my chair.
His smirk lights up his face, still leaving a sly edge to it.
I can recognize that he is having a perverted thought, and it is as if I can rea
