CHAPTER 38
THE ASSISTANT
I blinked in the light flooding through the window, trying to get my bearings. My eyelids were heavy, my head filled with sludge. Where was I? What day was it? Beside me, Brax was still asleep, one arm draped loosely over my stomach as he breathed softly.
How easy it had become to spend time with this man.
I’d always told Meera that I dreaded the thought of sharing a bed, of sharing my life with— Holy hell! I knifed up. Meera!
Brax’s hand fell to the side, but he didn’t wake. I leaned down to kiss him on the cheek.
“Sleep for a few minutes longer. I’ll make us coffee.”
It was the least I could do. After all, he’d fetched me a glass of milk in the early hours. Why did I feel so giddy? Were the events of the past two weeks catching up with me? I had to grip th
