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OK, so he hadn’t been sleeping much for the past couple of weeks, which probably explained why he was having the episodes of blurred vision, fatigue, and paresthesia in his fingertips

It was apparent he couldn’t sleep until he knew Liz was OK He’d sneak in, reassure hiet some shut-eye

A few hours’ rest and he’d be as good as new A few hours sleep, and he’d probably be able to laugh away the fear he’d been squelching for days

That did it He was going to check on her Just a quick peek

He threw the cover to the opposite end of his sofa and padded barefooted to his bedroom door The door was partially open where Liz had left it prior to the hot bath he’d forced her to take in the en suite He crept into the roo to open it wider

The la her face She lay half on her side with her arm draped over his pillow Her chest rose and fell in even breaths Her hair was tousled about her face Her eyes were closed and, although he could tell she’d cried herself to sleep fro peacefully at the moment

There He’d reassured hio to sleep He crept toward the door

“Adam?” Liz’s sleepy voice stopped him

He turned, aze He should have known better than to risk waking her

“Where are you going?” she asked, looking half-asleep with her sultry eyes and tousled hair Her lips were parted, prettily plump She looked beautiful, vulnerable

“I didn’t mean to wake you”

Realizing the lalanced at the clock, and propped herself up on her elbows “You’re just now co to bed?”

“I took the sofa”

“You’re sleeping on the sofa?” Her forehead creased in confusion “Why?”

“You need to sleep”