SAMANTHA'S POV..
I found him fast asleep on his chair in an uncomfortable position..
Slowly I walked towards him and stood in front of him.
He looked exhausted which was a gentle reminder that he'd been busy taking care of me lately..
I slowly reached out my hand to touch his hair but he suddenly caught my hand mid air in a defensive mode and opened his eyes..
“Wifey?” He immediately let go of my hand and looked at me with a worried expression.
“Why are you sleeping here? Are you still mad at me?” I mumbled with a sullen look on my face and he took my hand and made me sit on his thigh ..
“Of course not, babe.. I can never get mad at you, okay?” He cupped my face so I could stare at him but I wasn't convinced.
“I just had to finish a few paperwork before my meeting tomorrow..” He added with a smile but I simply looked down on my fingers nervously ..