Samuel wasn’t planning to go back to Sarah’s apartment after his meeting. He wanted her to have some space. Samuel didn’t want to smother her to death.
His only option was to log on to his tablet and tap into the cameras to see her, like he had done earlier on his way to the meeting. When he saw her lying on the couch in the living room asleep, his tightened brows relaxed.
For the next forty minutes he watched her sleep, but when he arrived home, and she was still in the same position, a touch of uneasiness rose. Samuel had been watching her for almost an hour now, yet she didn’t move.
Even if Sarah didn’t move when sleeping, she preferred sleeping on her stomach rather than sleeping on her back. It was also strange because she wasn’t the most principled sleeper.
Pushing down his uneas
