Atlas POV:
I pulled Reena into my lap as she finished up her conversation with Branson. My hands gently roamed up and down her legs. “Well,” I told her even though I already knew what they had talked about. Reena was worried he wasn’t getting enough sleep, and he was worried she wasn’t taking care of herself. He listened to her gripe at him to take a nap or two during the day and I could hear the humor in his voice when he agreed he would. We both knew that he wouldn’t but if it made her happy then so be it. He kept their conversation light and short. I had to give it to him, he was good at keeping the subject off any attacks or ‘fights’ as Reena kept saying.
“He sounds tired,” she told me forgetting I could hear both sides of the conversation. “He’s okay,” I reassured her, “I know,” sh
