Chapter 120

It was 4:53 a.m. by the time they stepped through the front door of his place, and Sutton was so quiet beside him that Luca kept glancing over, unsure if she was asleep with her eyes open. She wasn’t. Just worn out, shattered, was the best way to describe her. He could tell by the way she leaned her head against the window, lips parted slightly, breathing slow but not quite even. She hadn’t said much since they’d left the office, but she didn’t need to. Everything that needed to be said had happened in the last few hours at the office, and once the adrenaline had burned out of their systems. They both felt exhausted. She hadn’t even protested when he said he would take her home with him. By the time he carried her up the stairs, she was deadweight in his arms. She barely stirred. Luca took her straight into his bedroom, not the guest room. He couldn’t bear the thought of putting her somewhere separate, not after the night they’d just experienced, and he wasn’t talking about just the be