#Chapter 369: Filling In

Olivia Waking up the next morning, I found myself nestled in Nathan’s arms, the soft morning light filtering through the curtains. For a moment, I just lay there, savoring the warmth and security of his embrace. His strong arms were tightly wrapped around me as he breathed gently beside me, his tousled dirty blond hair almost a honey color in the golden glow of the morning sunlight. But then, realization dawned on me as my eyes flickered over to the clock on the beside table—Nathan should have been at work already. My eyes widened as I gently shook his shoulder. “Nathan, wake up,” I urged, my voice laced with concern. “You should be at work by now.” He murmured something incoherent, his body sluggish and unresponsive. Panic fluttered in my chest as I tried again, shaking him more firmly this time. “Nathan, come on, wake up!” His response was lethargic, a stark contrast to his usual morning alertness. He usually had no problem popping out of bed on a weekday morning, and his versi