Quinn
As I quietly slipped back into the bedroom, I found Lachlan awake, sitting on the edge of the bed with a thoughtful expression on his face. He looked up as I entered, his eyes immediately locking onto mine with an intensity that made my heart race. I tried to keep my expression neutral, but I could feel the nervous energy radiating off me like a beacon.
"Good morning," he said, his voice low and measured. "You were up early."
I forced a smile, trying to keep my voice steady. "Yeah, I couldn't sleep. Thought I'd get some work done."
Lachlan's eyes narrowed slightly, and I could see the gears turning in his head as he studied me. "Work? At this hour?"
I shrugged, trying to maintain a casual demeanor. "You know how it is. When inspiration strikes, you have to strike back."
He didn
