He rarely overslept but this morning he had been exhausted after working until after four in the morning. Then he’d laid awake another hour after this to watch Jolie sleep and wonder how she could remain so full of kindness after the atrocities bestowed on her. Her stance on violence still baffled him. He was blaming his fascination with her on the guilt for what his brother had done. The more time he spent around her, the more he realized how much he’d underestimated her. He was impressed by her and the woman she was. He wasn’t too much of an asshole to admit it either.
Brix looked to Malik as they moved to his bedroom away from where Pia was squealing with delight over a toy his father had brought up. Jolie was lounging in the armchair she’d been curled up in the night before while they
