Lark entered Max’s hospital room and stood watching him sleep.
“You’re too far away, chère,” he didn’t even open his eyes.
“How did you know I was here?”
“I always know when you’re near,” he wiggled his fingers for her to approach. “It’s like the air around me seems to settle.”
“You’re silly.”
“Come cuddle me,” he grumbled when he heard her dragging a chair to his bedside. He lifted his blankets to encourage her to climb in.
“Max, I can’t get in your hospital bed.”
“We’re not going to have s*x, Lark. I want to hold you.”
“It’s against the rules.”
“Break the rules,” his eyes were open now staring at her.
“Ugh, fine but only because you begged,” she scoffed refusing to admit she needed his arms around her desperately.
She slipped into the bed being careful to avoid all the wires,
