Naomi’s Pov

We didn’t decide it with words.

That’s what surprised me later, when I tried to remember the moment it changed. There wasn’t a question. No pause where one of us waited for permission. Just a quiet understanding that settled between us sometime after midnight, when the building had gone still and the noise of the day finally stopped echoing in my head.

Cassian was already in the room. He’d been there when I woke, sitting in the chair near the window, jacket off, sleeves rolled, phone face down on the table like he’d made a choice not to be reachable. He looked up when I shifted.

“Are you...