REMI'S POV
I woke up at two in the morning and immediately understood three things in rapid succession.
One: I had fallen asleep in the car. This was humiliating and I was setting it aside.
Two: Marisol and Emory were in the guest rooms and Isolde was in her bassinet across the room and the monitor on the nightstand was green, which meant everyone was fine.
Three: Dax was awake beside me, and had been for some time, because he was watching me with the expression he had in the dark — the one with nothing between him and the room.
"You fell asleep mid-sentence," he said.
"I'm aware," I said. "I was saying something."
"You were telling me what you actually thought reading the contract," he said. "In October. You'd gotten to the part about the page-eight clause."
"I thought—" I started
