After what happened inside the office, Jacob was now sleeping comfortably on the long couch near the corner of Damon's office.
His body was completely exhausted.
The only thing covering half of his naked body was Damon's black suit jacket, carelessly draped over him after Damon cleaned and carried him there earlier.
His breathing was soft and peaceful, completely unaware of how vulnerable he looked while sleeping under the dim light of the office.
On the other hand, Damon stood silently near the large glass wall of his office while staring down at the city below.
One hand rested inside his pocket while the other held a glass of liquor loosely.
The atmosphere around him was quiet.
Too quiet.
Only the faint sound of Jacob's breathing and the distant noises outside the building could be heard inside the office.
Damon slowly took another sip from his drink before glancing toward the sleeping man behind him.
His sharp eyes softened slightly.
Just slightly.
