A good night's sleep, perhaps it was because she was by his side.
It had been a long time since she'd slept so soundly.
Atlas always woke up earlier than Charlotte. She curled up in his arms like a kitten, breathing evenly in sleep.
He gently pulled out his arm, tiptoed out of the bed, closed the room door, and headed to the living room of the suite.
He summoned the hotel's private housekeeper, who, along with a chef, prepared breakfast.
He wanted to spend the entire day with her, but he had obligations he couldn't avoid, so he had to leave after breakfast.
Sometimes Atlas truly hated his inability to be in two places at once, but getting through these few days should make things better. He'd be able to spend more time with her, and could start working on the plans he'd long been contemplating.
Even though being together like this felt great, something seemed to be missing.
