"Sir?"
"Ah, yes?" Blake shook his head and turned toward his secretary. His vision was blurry, and a faint dizziness lingered in his head.
Lara regarded him with concern. "Sir, are you all right? You've dozed off three times today. Are you sure you don't want to go home and rest for the day?"
Her words brought to mind the meeting earlier, when he had fallen asleep right in the middle of the conference. Lara had been the one to wake him then, too.
Massaging his brows, Blake asked, "What time is it?"
"It's half past seven, sir. Should I push the meeting to another day?" Lara asked, her finger hovering inches above the send button. The email had already been prepared.
Blake exhaled slowly before nodding. "That would be for the best."
He rose from his seat, but his legs nearly gave way beneath him. Lara quickly caught him by the arm, steadying him before he could stumble.
"I am fine," he assured her in a low voice.
