-ARIA-
"Aria." Logan's voice made me jump. "Are you sleeping?"
It was another late evening, and we were sitting side by side on the sofa in his office. The lights were dimmed because he was showing me something on the monitor mounted to the wall. The office was empty, silent as the night outside.
I spent the whole day yesterday working on the draft for Calyx Pharmaceutical. By the end, I finalized the operation plan and sent it to Jacob. He told me it was solid. I was happy, but I hadn’t been able to sleep a wink.
"Sorry, Logan," I murmured, shifting away from the couch’s stiff back.
Normally, the sleek leather couch in his office didn’t appeal to me. It was elegant in a soulless, sixties way, but comfort was nowhere near it.
But tonight, it beckoned more than the bean bag I used to
