I had promised myself I’d go through those files as soon as we made it back to the house, but the moment I curled up into the warmth of Asher’s teenage bed, my looming exhaustion swallowed me whole.

“What happened to those important files?” He asked, his voice gravely.

“This is the seventh three a.m. call in a month.” I grumbled when Asher began to move me, his muscular arms forming a cage around my torso. His eyes dripped honey and were hoode