Inappropriate Conduct
Looked down at Jamie—still asleep, face soft, trusting—and felt something fierce and protective rise in his chest.
He leaned down, kissed Jamie’s temple very lightly.
“I’ve got this,” he whispered against his skin. “Go back to sleep.”
Jamie stirred, mumbling something incoherent, then settled again.
Julian dressed in silence. Dark jeans, black sweater, coat. No tie. No armor. Just the man who was done running.
By the time he reached Black + Lane, the building was still mostly dark. Only security lights and the low hum of overnight servers. Levi was already in the IT suite, two monitors glowing, fingers flying across the keyboard.