(Author's POV)
"The smell alone," she said under her breath.
Jasper didn't respond.
"I'm only letting this go because the wedding is in two days," she said. "Don't make a habit of this."
The car moved through the quiet streets and turned into the gated community where they'd set up their home together. The driver helped Jasper inside while Sienna went ahead, woke the housekeeper, and had a glass of ice water prepared and set on the nightstand.
She carried it into the bedroom herself.
Jasper was already half-collapsed across the bed, jacket gone, one arm thrown over his eyes. She sat on the edge of the mattress and tapped his cheek with two fingers.
"Sit up," she said. "Drink this before you pass out."
His eyelids dragged open. His gaze was unfocused, somewhere past her.
"Aurora,"
