A soft caress brushed against my cheek, gently stirring me from sleep. As my eyes blinked open, they adjusted slowly to the muted light filling Theron’s bedroom. He stood beside the bed, fastening the buttons of his shirt, a gentle smile gracing his lips.
“What time is it?” My voice came out hoarse, barely louder than a whisper.
“Almost six,” he replied, a flicker of hesitation in his voice. “I need to head to the office. I would’ve let you sleep, but... I didn’t want you waking up to an empty room.”
He paused, uncertain. “Of course, you can go back to sleep and”
“No.” I sat up, brushing my hair back. “I planned to go in today anyway. I might as well go with you.”
His brows drew together. “Are you sure? You don’t have to rush back.”
I inhaled deeply. “I do. My team’s counting on me,
