"If you need anything, just let me know, and someone will prepare it for you."
Joanna Lawrence: "..."
Everything will be prepared?
Why did she feel that...he had been considering inviting her to his home all along?
*
They were halfway through the ride.
Unable to resist sleep any longer, Joanna dozed off in the car.
Her head rested against the window, and perhaps because this position was somewhat uncomfortable, her brows occasionally furrowed in her sleep.
Several times, her head bumped against the window with a dull 'thud'.
Ashton Heath was handling some emails on his laptop.
Before he even finished, he turned his head towards the sound next to him and took a glance.
Seeing the sleeping girl with furrowed brows, Ashton closed his laptop, massaged the space between his brows and murmured quietly, "Zack, slow down a bit."
"Yes, Mr. Ashton."
