Chapter 391

Only then did Calliope Godfrey notice the faint shadows under his eyes, and her heart clenched a little. "Maybe... you should eat first and then get some sleep. I can go pick Mom up by myself." "No way. It’s Mom we’re talking about—her son-in-law not showing up would be out of line." Seeing how worried she still looked, Conrad Hilliard chuckled softly, trying to reassure her. "Come on, I used to stay up three days straight without blinking when I was in the unit. One night like this? Piece of cake." He meant to brush it off lightly, but that just made the concern in Calliope’s eyes deepen. That look she gave him—full of tenderness and worry—hit him right where he was softest, like a feather teasing past his defenses. Conrad felt a sudden, overwhelming warmth spread through him. Other than his grandma, only she would look at him like that. He leaned in slightly, reached over, and gently plucked a corn kernel stuck to her lip. The pad of his finger lingered for a second, brushing against