By the time it ended, Sydney was drenched, as if she had just been pulled from the water. Sweat clung to her skin as she lay face down on the pillow, too exhausted to move.Julian took out a wet wipe and carefully cleaned her. "Do you want to wash up?""No." Sydney refused at once.Lately, every time they finished, Julian carried her into the bathroom and patiently helped her bathe. Tonight, she was not going. This unreliable man had a terrible habit of turning a bath into something else entirely.Right now, she only wanted to sleep.Her eyes were naturally soft. With tears still clinging to the corners, she looked especially disarming.Julian swallowed and forced down the heat rising in him. He carried Sydney to the sofa, changed the rumpled bedding, then lifted her back into bed."Go to sleep," he said, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "I'm going to shower."Sydney's eyelids felt too heavy to lift. She answered vaguely, "Mm. Go."…The next day, Sydney, who usually woke on
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