Ridge POV
The meeting was long.
Too long.
I battled to keep my eyes open.
After having filled my belly and given what little information I could to the discussion, my interest in the meeting started to wane. Voices began to drone on in a monotonous background noise, and I felt my head getting heavy, the urge to nod off to sleep all-consuming.
My wolf was already snoring in my head, loud and annoying, only making me wish all the more that I was also in my bed, curled up behind Robynne.
The need for sleep was pulling harder at me.
I lay my head on my arms, which rested on the table, in an effort to get more comfortable, my head and body feeling heavier by the second, and half-listened to the rest of the meeting.
Or so I had thought.
I dreamt I was floating in the air, and then f
