Wrapping the robe tighter, I walked toward him, took the water bottle from his hand, and made my way across the room. After placing the water on the bedside stand, I sat near the end of the bed facing him. “I'm exhausted. Don't you sleep?"
“Occasionally."
“Will you tell me what the fiancée remark was about?"
He lowered his leg and leaned forward, placing his elbows on his knees. “I'll tell you more than that." When I didn't respond, he went on, “Like everything else, it was for your protection."
I tried to ignore how even in the middle of the night, Sterling Sparrow was strikingly handsome. His dark hair was more mussed than usual, reminding me of the times I'd watched him run his fingers through the now-wavy mane. His cheeks had more beard growth than when he'd first appeared on the p
