JASMINE POV
June
Disappointment washed over me immediately.
Didn't Alaric ask me to leave my door open tonight?
How did he intend to visit when she was here?
ALARIC POV
I had totally forgotten about the arrangement I had with my father about picking June up and bringing her to my house.
I was already prepared to leave the office when his call came in, reminding me about it.
No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't escape bringing her here for a whole week.
After a hot shower, I stepped into my room, feeling the lingering tension in my muscles ease. June lay sprawled on my bed in a red nightie that was clearly designed to be enticing, but it wasn't—not to me.
She was busy with her laptop, fingers clacking away on the keyboard, her attention consumed, and I couldn't be more grateful for that. She looked really busy.
She was here, but her presence was nothing more than background noise.