Chapter 42 Life was definitely more fun with her around.

"Sure thing." Nova couldn't sleep a wink. She rolled around in bed, restless and anxious about missing the job offer from Aurora. It was the chance of a lifetime, and she didn't want to mess it up. Eventually, she fell asleep without even realizing it... Come morning, the clacking of a keyboard from the living room woke her up. Driven by curiosity, Nova tiptoed over to Tristan's room. Through the slightly open door, she saw him deeply focused on his laptop, his fingers tapping away rapidly. She was surprised to see a screen full of code—she'd never taken Tristan for more than just a gigolo. "You can code?" Nova couldn't hide her astonishment. Tristan looked up and saw Nova in her pajamas at the doorway. "Spying on me?" "It's not spying if you're the one being noisy," Nova retorted, a bit embarrassed. "I never pegged a gigolo for a coder, of all things." Tristan shot her a look. "Call me gigolo one more time, and I might just toss you out the window." Their playful argument wa