#Chapter 487: Home Alone

Olivia I woke up in the morning to the feeling of the warm sun streaming in through the curtains and a cold spot in the bed where Nathan would normally be. Yawning, I rolled over and sat up. The sound of the shower turning off in our shared bathroom caught my attention, and I rubbed my eyes as Nathan emerged along with a plume of hot steam a few moments later. “You’re up early.” I glanced over at the clock, which read 6:05 in the morning. That was nearly half an hour before Nathan usually got up to head to work for the day. “Yeah.” Nathan crossed the room, still wrapped from the hips down in his towel, and planted a warm, damp kiss on my forehead. “I’m heading out early today.” I raised an eyebrow in surprise. “How come? I thought today was supposed to be a short day.” “It was.” He sighed and dried his hair in the vanity mirror. The water on his back glistened in the morning light, highlighting his taut muscles. Despite the cold winter outside, Nathan never seemed