Chapter 43
A Sleep Disorder
“All done.”
Artemis dropped the pen, adding the last test sheet to the pile. From the corner of his eye, he could see Lucian passed out beside him.
He turned to the man whose head was thrown back against the couch, hair sprawling on the chair as he slept in the awkward position.
“And he promised he wouldn't pass out on me,” Artemis muttered, getting off the floor. He grabbed the throw pillows and arranged them into the size of an actual pillow, before moving Lucian's head carefully onto them.
He walked to the kitchen to get himself a bottle of water from the fridge.
“God, this sucks,” he muttered before uncapping the bottle. He gulped more than half of the bottle before returning to the living room.
Since there was nothing to do, he looked through
