Whumpbox’s Sick Whump Asks:
➥: nap
Scott & Juliette
“I do not need a nap!” Juliette protested through her yawn as Scott steered her through the villa towards their room.
“Yes, you do,” Scott informed her, very careful to keep his smile off his face and out of his voice. He’d never tell Juliette or anyone else, but she was absolutely adorable when she was like this. “Just one hour of shut-eye, you’ll have plenty of prep time for the meeting.”
“Non!”
“Oui!”
“The schedule I kept on Cloudbase, it was far more demanding!” she stubbornly insisted as he guided her inside and made her sit on the edge of the bed.
“Your Cloudbase schedule included regular use of Room of Sleep tech,” Scott informed her as he helped her out of her knee-high boots, “and it didn’t include a 2am wake up for an emergency meeting in London, followed by a ‘could have been an email’ meeting in Madrid with a lot of male egos that needed soothing, followed by a storm on the way home, with a pending video call with the aero-design team in Canberra this evening.” He put the boots away, fetched her bathrobe from its hook and handed it to her. “Shower, nap, dinner, then meeting. I’ll review your notes and get everything set up for you.”
She affected a pout at him, a smile flickering around the edges. “Scott Tracy, you are très obstiné.”
This time he did smile as he leaned down and kissed her forehead. “Yes, yes I am, mon ange.”