She was clearly in good spirits, Everett could feel it.

But that wasn't his main concern at the moment. What really worried him was whether Quincy had managed to deliver the antidote to Dorothy.

He had lost himself earlier, too caught up in physical desires, without considering whether Dorothy could withstand it...

After taking a shower, she insisted on walking back by herself, but Everett wouldn't have it and carried her back to bed instead.

Dorothy was truly exhausted and fell asleep in Everett's arms shortly after.

Even though he felt drowsy himself, he couldn't bring himself to close his eyes.

The woman in his arms was as calm and docile as a kitten, her breathing steady, and a unique fragrance emanating from her hair.

Everett dared not sleep, his hand gently stroking her slender back, over and over again.

He feared waking up in a hospital the next day.

And then Kevin telling him it was all a hallucination, that his condition had flared up last night causing him to hallucinate...

Dorothy had similar thoughts, didn't she?

The next day, she was awakened by the rustling footsteps outside. Rubbing her eyes open, the memories of last night slowly came back to her. She quickly looked beside her-

side of the bed were proof enough that someone had been

leaned over,

head, but she could swear she could still smell

she finally

sitting at the dining table, eagerly waiting to

gotta try the peanut butter toast Dad made, it's

liking anything

"Sure."

over, lifting her gaze to

stood in the kitchen, almost filling up the small space with his presence.

take the plate from

them off

slept without

obviously, he couldn't go

he ask you anything

a

thick eyebrows

something he

here naturally meant they had

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