Caleb organized the medications and explained everything meticulously. "These are oral meds, three times a day after meals," he said.

Caleb noticed that Ben's eyes were fixed on Jamie. At that moment, his face was filled with worry and urgency.

"It's just a fever," Caleb reassured. "The shot's been given, the IV is running, and the meds are sorted. What else is there to worry about? I'll write out the steps for the IV change-"

Before Caleb could finish his sentence, Ben shot him a sharp look that cut him off immediately.

Fine, Caleb thought, throwing his hands up mentally. He would stay until the IV was done. Better that than risk being bombarded with Ben's relentless calls later if anything went wrong. Caleb simply wasn't up for that kind of torture. Although Jamie on the bed hadn't woken up, Caleb didn't want to stick around any longer. He had no interest in watching Ben fuss over her like some lovesick fool.

Not long after Caleb left, Jamie stirred. Seeing Ben sitting by her bedside, she blinked, thinking she must be hallucinating.

"Ben?" she croaked, her voice hoarse.

her surprise, Ben clasped her hand in his. The warmth of

here, this man who

her throat burned, and

talk," Ben interrupted, his tone uncharacteristically soft. "Your fever hit nearly

man she once loved. For

but he gently lifted her and propped pillows behind her back to

nothing. Her surroundings were as comfortable as they could be. "Thank you," Jamie murmured as she sipped the warm

"Thank you" was the last thing he expected to hear from

his voice low and measured. "If you died here, it

almost cold, but Jamie could hear the faint undercurrent of something deeper.

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