Chapter 74

He didn’t mean to fall asleep, had intended to make sure Julian was properly cuddled and secure, but the next thing he knew he was waking up.

The room was dark, stars and moon glittering through the glass, and Julian was asleep, tangled up in his arms. They were under the blankets now, and a moment’s examination showed that Julian had cleaned them both up—whether out of consideration or fastidiousness, Rafi couldn’t guess, but saw as a virtue either way.

He hadn’t set an alarm for the morning, Rafi realized, and he had yet another meeting with lawyers at ten. Reluctantly, he disentangled himself from Julian and began poking through the piles of clothes on the floor.

Julian jolted awake, eyes wide.

“It’s just me, sorry,” Rafi said. “Looking for my phone, I have to set an alarm…”

“Oh,” Julian said. “Yes, me too. I have a flight to California in the morning, for filming.”

Rafi made a petulant, disappointed sound before he could stop himself. “When will you be back?”