Isaac stood behind Selene and slowly worked his fingers into her shoulders while she looked through the stack of documents on the desk.
During the past few days, Selene had barely rested. She had been dealing with crop sales, negotiations, supply routes, and the constant adjustments needed to keep their plan moving. The pace had not slowed once.
Dark circles were visible beneath her eyes.
She flipped through another document and let out a tired sigh. Then she leaned her head slightly to the side and cracked her neck before relaxing back into the chair. Her shoulders loosened a little under Isaac's hands as he continued the massage.
A small smile appeared on Isaac's lips.
At the beginning she had not even allowed him to touch her. Every time he got close she would stiffen up or step away, her face turning red from embarrassment. But after several days of him insisting that she clearly needed help relaxing, she had finally relented.
Now the massages had become a daily routine.
