6Nora
It takes all of my willpower to remain awake as I hear Julian’s breathing take on the even rhythm of sleep. My own eyelids feel heavy, my body lethargic from exhaustion and s****l satiation. All I want to do is close my eyes and let the comforting darkness swallow me, but I can’t.
There’s something I must do first.
I wait until I’m certain Julian is asleep, and then I carefully wriggle out of his hold. To my relief, he doesn’t stir, so I get up and find the robe that had fallen on the floor during s*x.
Quietly putting it on, I pad barefoot into the bathroom. My stomach, still unsettled from dinner, roils with nausea again, and I have to swallow several times to keep the food from coming back up.
It’s probably not the best idea to do this when I’m feeling sick. I know that—but I
