Rowan was almost falling asleep when his heart suddenly jumped at Duke's touch. He moved his head and turned to Duke, who was now sitting on the bed's edge. A smile curled the painter's lips before he reached out to pat on Duke's knee.
"Hey, do you need something? Are we not going to sleep now? A lot of things happened today. Aren't you tired?" Rowan asked.
After all, everyone else he met today asked him why he was not resting. He got into an accident and then he decided to paint for the whole night. When it was delivered, he even decided to torture someone for hours. He should be sleeping all day after everything.
Duke only chuckled and moved his hand up Rowan's back. "I do, but I want to know more about how you're feeling. I heard you took care of your killer first."
