Ryn's pov

"Did it slip the captain's mind that I have a toddler waiting for me at home? I can't work overtime." I grumble as I bring the cup of coffee to my lips.

God I needed that bitter sweet liquid.

"I don't think captain Steffen cares." Nate snorts, kicking up his feet on the white desk.

I rolled my eyes, placing the cup down on the surface of the desk.

"He should care because I was the one who made it possible for him to become the captain that he is today."

It was true. ...