Chapter 26
Graham's POV
I paced the doorway.
Phone vibrating in my hands. Laptop on, waiting for my attention. Coffee still warm in my hand.
None of that mattered now.
Earlier today I had tried.
“Hey,” I said softly.
She was curled up on the couch. Laptop open, papers scattered everywhere.
Hair tied up. My tee swallowed her. Bare legs folded beneath her.
“Working?”
She didn’t look up. “Just finishing something.”
“Need help?”
“I’ve got it,” she murmured.
The air between us was quiet. Careful. Too careful.
I leaned against the couch, coffee in hand.
“You’ve been at it for hours, Janessa. You should rest.”
She gave me a small smile. The polite kind. Not the one that reached her eyes.
“I’m fine.”
“You’re not eating much either.”
She sighed, closing her laptop halfway. “Gra
