Emily pushed open the door to Callan's bedroom and walked in.
They had arrived in Husla less than an hour ago, and she'd just returned from freshening up in her bedroom.
Callan lay on the bed with his eyes closed. One arm rested beneath his head, while the other lay across his stomach.
He had also just taken a shower after they arrived in Husla and had changed into a clean shirt and a pair of shorts.
Emily shut the door behind her and walked towards him.
"What are you up to?"
Callan opened one eye. "What does it look like?"
She smiled as she came to a stop beside the bed. "Were you sleeping already?"
"I was about to." He closed his eyes again. "I want to get some rest. I'm tired."
Emily laughed softly as she climbed onto the bed and lay beside him. "That's the reason you should have slept while I was sleeping."
Callan opened his eyes when he felt the bed dip beneath her. "If I'm sleeping, how will I save us both if something goes wrong with the jet?"
