Jules’ P.O.V.
At first, I hesitated. Koda looked peaceful as he slept, and a part of me considered leaving him to rest and just close the door in order to give the man some well-needed privacy. But a deeper instinct forced me to approach him. I quietly closed the door behind me, and tiptoed over to his desk, my eyes softening as I took in the sight of him, looking all vulnerable and worn out and still, so, so handsome.
I looked around the small office, much to my surprise seeing a blanket on a sofa that was placed in the corner of the room, making me wonder if Koda had spent more than one night sleeping in this room. I grabbed the blanket from the sofa as I slowly walked over to him, gently placing the blanket over his sleeping body, creating a cocoon around him. The rhythmic sound of hi
