KATY'S POV
I shut the door behind me and Braydon looks up. He’s sitting on the bed with papers everywhere, like actually everywhere and he gives me this small, tired smile. He doesn’t even have to say anything for me to know he’s struggling because it’s all over his face.
I walk over and drop beside him, pushing a few sheets out of the way. “You haven’t even gotten through half of this, have you?”
He sighs, dragging a hand down his face. “This s**t is for a lawyer. I don’t even know why I’m looking at them.”
“Because they’re going to ask you about it in court,” I say, raising a brow at him. “Wouldn’t it be nice to not sound completely lost?”
“It’s still like a month away.” He shoves the papers off to the side, then grabs my arm and pulls me closer. I fall into him, settling against hi
