Chapter Three
STERLING
When I wake up in the morning, the bed is empty. I look around, but everything is exactly like it was when I went to bed. Wilder didn’t actually come to bed last night.
This hasn’t been the first time, he sometimes gets so lost in his work or other things, but I hate waking up without him at my side.
I get dressed and open the door. Inside the office, I can hear Wilder move in his chair and the low hum of the computer. Because, yeah, where else? I open the door, letting some light from the hallway into the room. “Wild?”
“Eh?” Wilder moves like he’s been stung, turning to me, his eyes wide and red, his breathing fast. Then he blinks, calming down a little, staring at me like he’s seeing me for the first time.
I walk into the office, going over to him. He looks h
