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I pull the key from his pants. Turn enough to slide it into the reader. Tap the button for our floor. "My room or yours?"
"Which has a bigger bed?"
"They're identical."
"Which is closer?" he asks.
"Yours."
"There you go." His entire body shakes with his laugh.
My fingers curl into his neck.
He holds me closer. "I've got you, baby. Don't worry." He presses his lips to my ear. "No matter what happens, you're safe with me."
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Griffin
Somewhere between the elevator and the door, Jules falls asleep in my arms.
I carry her into the room and lay her on the bed.
She looks fucking gorgeous in her wedding dress, but it can't be the most comfortable sleepwear.
I push it off her shoulders.
She rolls onto her side. "Ten more minutes."
"Jules."
"Ten more minutes." Her eyelids flutter open for a second. She looks up at me like she loves me more than anything. Then she closes her eyes and rolls onto her stomach.
I find a t-shirt and boxers in my suitcase. Lay them on the bed for her.
After a shower, two bottles of water, and my own change of clothes, I climb into bed with her.
She's in the t-shirt and shorts.
Fuck, I have no idea how she did that in her sleep.
But it's really fucking adorable.
As good as fucking her senseless.
No, nothing is as good as that.
But sleeping next to my wife is pretty fucking great.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Juliette
Bright light streams over my face and chest.
I try to open my eyes, but it hurts too much. Everything hurts. My head is throbbing. My mouth is bone dry. My bladder—
I really have to pee.
