Noah couldn't sleep again. The clock on his nightstand glowed 1:47 AM, Monday now technically, but it still felt like Sunday night. One day left. The house pressed in around him, too still, like it already knew she was gone.
His phone lit up on the sheet beside him. A single text.
Leighton: Come to your office.
Nothing else. No emoji, no please. Just that.
He stared at the words until the screen dimmed. Then he pulled on gray sweatpants and walked barefoot down the hall. The house was dark except for the thin strip of light leaking under his office door.
He turned the handle slowly and pushed it open.
Leighton was sprawled across the wide mahogany desk, completely naked. Her back arched just enough to lift her breasts, knees bent, feet flat on the cool wood, thighs parted. The desk l
