Chapter 85
Jason studied Grace who was still in a deep slumber. He felt marginally better having had the doctor examine her. But
seeing her so still and lifeless, it was like the vice around his
chest wouldn’t loosen.
“Grace, wake up.”
She didn’t move.
“Sister, you have a fever and you need to take this medicine.”
Still nothing.
He set the glass of water on the table and grabbed the pill. Problem was, he didn’t have enough hands to hold her up, hold the glass and insert the pill into her (m outh).
He tried to coax her once more. “Sister, open your (m outh).” He placed the medicine in his hand by her rather dry lips. “Be good and take the medicine.”
However, she subconsciously pursed her lips tighter. He could not even get the pill in, let alone have her swallow it.
Jason muttered a curse. Her body was hot to the touch and
she’d continue to dehydrate if he couldn’t bring her fever
down. Maybe he should just call an EMT and get her back.
into a hospital ward, at least they’d be able to run an IV and
administer more drugs intravenously.
But even as he thought it, he knew she hated being in the hospital and that such places brought bad memories for her.
so different
made sure his voice was soft. Without any of the command or desperation he was
gently, he coaxed her (m outh) open with his own lips. He used the tip of his tongue to press the pill inside then he allowed
swallow
her throat moved, he took another sip of
soft lips against his, the feel of her tongue, it brought to life everything
embrace and he held
the circumstances, that was just a
woman made him.
burning up with fever, and
lips pressed into
he mumbled softly, calling her
she seemed to sense
gaze
and felt an unexpected wave of anxiety at that moment. Would she resent that he had kissed her? His heart sank.
way?
saw her open her (m outh) and give him a s illy smile. “M om, I’ll be good. I want M
laughing. “Grace, it’s Jay.
her big eyes
confused her enough to
she was
… not offended,
him, that in
had passed
was like her
security and care.
of Jason’s lips subconsciously rose. “One of
lost a mother when we were
We’re truly quite similar.”
Very, very good…” Her eyelids were half-open, her
the fever.
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