Page 47 of Working For A Billionaire

"Can we watch something funny?" Riley asks.

"Sure."

I flip past a few shows, but none of them really seem to fit the bill. Then I come across an old rerun of Friends.

"How about this one?" I ask.

"Sounds good."

I pull up a cushion and lean back against the couch. Riley does the same next to me, resting her head on my shoulder.

As soon as the opening credits start, I notice Riley tensing up. I reach out and touch her hand.

"Are you okay?" I ask.

"Yeah, I am fine," she replies.

I glance over at her and see her eyes are closed. Her breathing seems even. I try to keep watching the show, but I can't concentrate. I am worried about her.

After ten minutes, I am so concerned I have to speak up.

"Riley?" I say softly.

She doesn't stir, but I can tell she hears me.

"Hey, baby?" I ask again.

Still nothing.

I reach over and gently stroke her cheek. She opens her eyes and turns to me. I am relieved to see that they aren't bloodshot or teary.

"I am sorry," she whispers. "I didn't mean to fall asleep."

"You needed the rest," I assure her.

"Maybe you should go to bed. I don't want you to be tired tomorrow."

"I am fine. Just let me get up and stretch for a bit."

She gets up, stretching and yawning. Once she is standing, she sits back down on the couch. I follow her and pull her into my lap. She leans against me and sighs, closing her eyes again.

"What is wrong?" I ask quietly.

"Nothing is wrong," she replies.

"Then why are you acting like that?"

Her voice is muffled because of the way she is laying, but I can tell she is smiling when I press my lips against hers.

Once the kiss ends, I lower her onto the couch and give her a minute to catch her breath. Then I stand up, carrying her to the bedroom.

I lay her on the bed and remove her shoes, then toss them aside. I peel off her socks and pull the blankets up.

"Go to sleep," I tell her. "I'll be here if you need me."

"Okay," she murmurs.

I pick up her clothes off the floor and lay them across the chair. Then I join her in bed, pulling the covers up around us.

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