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The seemingly sleeping girl pouted her lips, made a soft sound, and clutched Asher’s shirt sleeve, refusing

to let go.

“Are you awake?” Asher leaned down slightly, his hands braced on either side of Thalia, his eyes lowered

as he looked at her.

“Dri…” Thalia’s eyes remained closed as her lips moved, softly uttering a syllable. “Dri…”

“Drake?” Asher’s eyes narrowed sharply, his deep gaze darkening dangerously, a cold glint appearing in their depths.

Drake?

Drake Ashcroft?

Was she actually calling Drake’s name while drunk?

It was quite enough that she’d drunkenly told everyone he had bedroom performance issues, but now she was calling her ex’s name?

Right–he’d almost forgotten why he’d gone to the bar in the first place!

He’d intended to confront her about those ridiculous rumors.

She hadn’t even bloody tried, so how could she possibly know whether he was “unable” or not?

Asher’s brow furrowed deeply, a chill settling in his chest.

Ungrateful little minx.

He straightened up, his gaze falling on Thalia with a dominating air. “You’re still thinking about him?”

Even though the girl couldn’t hear him, Asher couldn’t help asking.

The air was thick with jealousy.

Someone had clearly spilled the vinegar jar of envy.

“Thalia Winters,” Asher’s voice was deep and threatening, his British accent becoming more pronounced.

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“Think very carefully before you speak…”

In the next moment, the girl’s eyelashes fluttered slightly as she restlessly turned over on the bed, burying her face in the pillow and murmuring in a wheedling tone: “Drink… I want some water to

drink…”

Asher: “…”

Drink?

So it wasn’t “Drake” but “Drink“?

Asher couldn’t help but laugh, the tension in him instantly releasing.

He moved closer again, his tone indulgent. “Lia, let me get you cleaned up first, then I’ll bring you some water, shall we?”

If she woke up tomorrow still wearing yesterday’s clothes and reeking of

was so quiet he could

was sound asleep, unable to

turned to the bathroom to prepare a bath, then returned to carry

get you sorted for

and

eyes with a hazy gaze.

be good

squeezed shampoo into his hand, lathered it, and then gently

not fully conscious, but the warm water helped her entire

relax.

exhaled contentedly, enjoying Asher’s attentions.

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dried the water droplets from Thalia’s body, wrapped her in a towel, and carried her back to the bedroom to

her hair was dry, Thalia had

me,” she insisted, clutching his collar.

in a soothing

me a story,” Thalia

was completely accommodating, “Very

few bedtime stories, then began reading them to

Thalia stopped

his collar finally relaxed.

had finally lulled Thalia to

had originally planned to leave, but because Thalia was drunk and had no one to look after her, he felt uneasy

change of clothes for him

a Blackwood household staff member to bring a

Thalia’s bathroom

girl on the bed was

deep, gentle gaze fixed on her fair, beautiful

her blanket, bent down

and no longer restless, Asher quietly went

room.

living room, but the second bedroom had no

with the sofa in the living

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night sky, both slept soundly.

better match contemporary British English expressions and make sure the “unable” reference correctly implies what

morning, as dawn was

a regular early–to–bed, early–to–rise

usual time.

of drinking, her head was

took a moment to recover as her consciousness

night, then heading to a

alcohol tolerance was poor, and she’d blacked out after just a few glasses.

she had clung to him persistently and spouted all sorts of nonsense.

this thought, Thalia jolted fully awake, a wave of panic washing over her. Oh no, she’d been hanging all over some man! If Asher

be

she simply worried he might misunderstand and feel hurt.

about Asher’s feelings and didn’t want to

of bed, suddenly noticing the clothes she was wearing.

Pajamas?

had she

gotten home last night?

to the bathroom, when she suddenly spotted

a throw blanket, his feet propped up on the armrest,

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