Her idea appeared sensible. After all, Adrian was unresponsive, and he wouldn't be aware of it. Besides, it would prevent me from appearing like an inept amateur.
With that in mind, I eased myself into the bathtub. The lukewarm water enveloped me instantly, with vapor filling the space, creating a soothing warmth. I couldn't resist letting out a contented exhale.
"Don't be bashful, Adrian. Remember, I'm your spouse. It's my duty to bathe you," I quipped, my tone playful and light-hearted. Unsurprisingly, my words were met with silence, but his unresponsive state gave me the courage to continue talking.
As I washed him, my eyes occasionally roamed over his features. Even in his current condition, Adrian's attractiveness was unmistakable. I felt a sense of gratitude—because of him, I'd witnessed more than I ever imagined possible, surpassing what I'd seen of the actors I admired from a distance.