Christian Callahan shook his head as he looked at her sorry state. This was why he always thought that emotions were a waste. They simply brought you down and distracted you from your goals.

‘Such a waste of time,’ he thought.

But he shrugged off his jacket and draped it over her shoulders with a gentleness that was unlike him.

The air conditioning was on, and it was raining heavily outside. If she caught a cold or got sick from overwork, she would be useless at her job, and he couldn’t let that happen.

He reached out and brushed his fingers lightly across her skin. She was indeed cold to...