“Did you sleep well last night?”
Julian ran his finger across the dark blue area under her eyes.
The roughness brought by the thin cocoon and the masculine smell rushing into the tip of the nose made Alana’s heart tight.
The sweat on his body has been washed away, and it smells very refreshing, but it also carries a man’s unique dominance.
“Uncle Dumb, there is no need to make breakfast for both of us.”
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