The first thing Emmaline saw when she woke up was Ashton's face.
There was a cute little flop of his honey blonde hair over his forehead and his brow was slightly furrowed even in his sleep.
Even though he was sitting in a hard backed chair and napping, his suit didn't even look wrinkled and he still looked ready to go from the chair to his office at any moment.
Emmaline grimaced, his neck would still complain the moment he woke up though.
There was no way that angle was comfortable.
"I told him he should go home and lie down but he insisted on waiting until you woke up," Seraphina remarked a little too blithely from the next bed.
"Mom!" Emmaline tried to launch herself out of bed before realizing she had an IV drip in.
The sound had woken Ashton and he blinked sleepily a couple of times before he focused on her face with those piercing green eyes.
"Don't move," He told her, "You'll hurt yourself if it gets yanked out."
