Blaise yawned. “I’ve waited this long. Another five minutes doesn’t matter.”
She hurried and grabbed her phone from the counter. Fallon’s name and number appeared on the screen.
Hadley answered. “How’s LA?”
“Not bad, but I miss everyone. How did today go?”
“Well.” She gave a brief rundown of everything including the soccer game. “By the way, do you think Ryder knows the score even though there’s no scoreboard?”
“He’s told me the score after a game, so yes. I keep track, too, though I’ve never mentioned it to him.”
Guess Blaise was right.
“Competition is part of human nature,” Fallon added. “Then again, I was more into sports than you were.”
“You still are.” Hadley glanced at the time. “The kids are in bed, and I have a meeting.”
“At this hour?”
“Long story, which I’ll tell you when you get home.” Otherwise, she would keep Blaise waiting. Again. “Talk to you tomorrow.”
Hadley plugged in her phone to charge and went into the living room. “That was…”
Blaise was asleep on the couch, his head resting against a throw pillow. The corners of his mouth tipped upward. He looked so peaceful and young. Nothing like the businessman who’d wanted an appointment with her this afternoon.
“Blaise?” she asked.
He didn’t stir.
The day must have caught up with him, but should she let Blaise sleep?
Hadley knew someone who might tell her. She went into the kitchen for her phone and typed a text.
Hadley:Blaise fell asleep on my couch. Should I wake him?
Lex (Bodyguard):Let him sleep. Have him call me in the morning.
Hadley:Will do.
Lex (Bodyguard):He’ll want coffee as soon as he wakes up.
Hadley:Thanks for letting me know.
After double-checking that her phone was charging, Hadley grabbed the fleece blanket from a nearby chair and covered Blaise with it. She couldn’t tuck in the edges, but this would keep him warm enough. He wouldn’t care about monsters which meant the only thing else missing from the bedtime routine was a kiss on the forehead.
But she didn’t dare.
Instead, she allowed her gaze to linger on his handsome face. “Sweet dreams, Blaise.”
Hadley had a feeling when he woke up, his serene expression would be nothing more than a memory.
* * *
Sunlight streamed onto his face. That was odd because Blaise usually woke when it was dark outside. He also hadn’t heard his alarm beep.
What was going on?
Staring at the ceiling, his dry eyes burned. He blinked. And then he realized…
