"Drunk, and still a handful," she murmured softly as she wiped his face. "You think I want to wait on you? You reek of alcohol... I thought you were a germaphobe? Was it all an act? If it weren't for your leg still healing, I wouldn't even bother with you." Listening to her rambling, his breathing steadied, and a sudden drowsiness washed over him. Her voice had a hypnotic quality. After she finish