Chapter 231

Julian Archer stared at her for a moment, his gaze unreadable. "My arm's tired." "No, it’s not." "The water’s freezing now." "It’s not." "..." Watching her teeter on the edge of being whiny and tipsy, something in him softened for a second. But just for a second—he pulled her out of the tub anyway. A drunk cold was the last thing they needed. He wrapped her up in a big towel and started drying her off. His drunk little troublemaker frowned as she leaned in closer, catching a whiff of his scent and straight-up wrinkling her nose. "You stink." Julian just let out a low hum. "Yeah, I stink. You're the fragrant one." He scooped her up and carried her out. Glancing at the mess all over the carpet and the surprisingly toxic smell hanging in the room, he decisively headed to his own room instead. Sinking into his fresh, clean pillows, the drunk girl let out a pleased sigh, eyes quickly sliding shut. Julian headed back to the bathroom to shower. When he emerged, he heard a knock at the hallway