The man’s eyes were dark, like ink soaking through paper.

After a moment, he loosened his hold on her. His voice stayed flat. “It’s nothing. I just suddenly realized… men and women are different.”

Francesca murmured, “We’re husband and wife.”

Julian didn’t say anything else. He lay back and let her wipe him down and clean him.

When she finished, Francesca pulled his waistband back into place, then turned and went to the ...