JULIAN

I woke up to my alarm and Claire was still asleep beside me, her hair was spread across the pillow, one arm thrown over my chest.

I carefully extracted myself without waking her and headed to the shower. By the time I emerged, she was sitting up, rubbing her eyes.

"What time is it?" she asked.

"Six thirty," I replied, already pulling on my suit. "Go back to sleep."

"I should get up too," Claire said, but she was already lying back down.

I smiled and finished dressing. In the kitchen, Blake was making coffee, looking surprisingly awake.

"You're up early," I observed.

"Couldn't sleep," Blake admitted. "Kept thinking...