She turned over in bed, forcing herself to calm down, telling herself to focus on tomorrow’s deal.On the sofa, Eric was just as restless. The couch was too short for his frame, leaving him curled up awkwardly. He stared at the ceiling, trying to push thoughts of Nora out of his head, but the more he tried, the clearer those images became.It was only after a long while that sleep finally crept in.Morning light streamed through the gap in the curtains, falling across Nora’s face. She opened her eyes slowly, blinking at the unfamiliar yet familiar ceiling, caught in a brief haze.Turning her head, she saw Eric still asleep on the sofa. In the sunlight, his features softened. The sharp, capable air he usually carried was gone, replaced by a boyish calm.Nora rose quietly, washed up, and began preparing her materials for the day.A little later, Eric stirred awake. Catching sight of her, he looked sheepish. “I slept like a log. We’re not late, are we?”Nora shook her head with a s
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