Beside me, Nathan’s breathing steadies—can ALL men sleep anywhere, in any position?—and I fall into my work, rewriting the terms of the contract for the next hour. It’s surprisingly easy to work sitting next to Nathan. His presence is soothing, reassuring in a way I did not expect. Turns out, it’s actually pretty nice to stop worrying about who might come talk to me next. Though, I have a feeling I’d find Nathan’s presence comforting anywhere. When work starts to bore me, I swap my laptop for my Kindle, but the steady hum of the bus, and maybe the fact that Nathan is still sleeping beside me
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