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Damian guessed what Scarlett was about to say, and he didn\u2019t want to hear it. So he gently cut her off. \u201cAlright, enough talking for now. Have some water first.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He lifted the cup again and guided the straw to her lips.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett\u2019s mouth was parched. She didn\u2019t refuse and took several slow sips.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After watching her drink, Damian couldn\u2019t help a soft, approving murmur. \u201cThat\u2019s better.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing his tone\u2013so gentle, almost as if soothing a child\u2013Scarlett felt her cheeks grow warm.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t reply, but instead lay back and avoided his gaze.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The IV bag was nearly empty. Noticing it, Scarlett said quietly, \u201cCould you change the bag for me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian glanced up and saw that it was indeed time. He stood and reached for the new bag hanging on the stand.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As he lifted his arm, his sweatshirt rode up slightly. When Scarlett turned her head, she caught a glimpse of toned, warm\u2013toned skin at his waist.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He really did keep in shape\u2013the kind of physique that looked both strong and lean.\u00a0<\/p>\n
In that moment, her face flushed even deeper.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After changing the bag, Damian sat back down. His eyes lingered on Scarlett\u2019s face, now flushed a vivid pink. A flicker of concern crossed his expression. He reached out and touched her cheek. \u201cIs your fever spiking again?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett turned her face away, the tips of her ears also reddening. \u201cNo\u2026 it\u2019s not that.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Not entirely convinced, Damian stood again and leaned close, pressing his forehead gently against hers. Feeling no unusual heat, he relaxed slightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n
As he drew near, Scarlett instinctively tensed, her eyes closing.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just as Damian was about to pull back, his cheek brushed lightly against her eyelashes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The sensation sent a subtle shiver through him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He stayed there for a second, looking down at her closed eyes, her lashes trembling faintly. They felt like the softest brush against his skin, stirring a quiet, tingling warmth that spread under his skin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Scarlett\u2019s body radiated a low, feverish warmth. Damian knew she wasn\u2019t fully recovered, but seeing her like this\u2013lips slightly parted, face softly flushed\u2013he felt pulled in, anchored beside her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He remained leaning close, half over her, reluctant to move away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Gazing at her lips, he heard himself ask, his voice lower now, \u201cScarlett\u2026 can I kiss you?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He rarely asked so directly\u2013and never with such quiet sincerity.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett felt the question came from somewhere deep and unguarded. It made her heart stumble, then race with a flutter of alarm. She opened her eyes, finding his gaze. Hers was defensive, wary. \u201cDamian\u2026 no.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing it, Damian forced himself to straighten up.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett could sense the restraint in him, the way he held himself back.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He closed his eyes briefly\u2013they were faintly rimmed with red\u2013and sat still in the chair for several seconds before slowly opening them again.\u00a0<\/p>\n
They looked at each other then, a wordless quiet hanging between them.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After a while, Damian asked softly, \u201cAre you hungry?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett realized she was. She gave a small nod. \u201cA little.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI\u2019ll have something brought over,\u201d he said.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett nodded again and closed her eyes.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She felt caught between chills and fever, uncomfortable in her own skin.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing her discomfort, Damian moved from the chair to the edge of the bed. He took her hand. \u201cDo you want me to hold you while you rest?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett ached with weakness, unsure whether she was cold or hot. She opened her eyes\u2013they were glassy and bloodshot\u2013and looked at him. Her voice was rough, as if filled with sand. \u201cDamian, I\u2019m okay.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Even pale and exhausted, she was still stubborn.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian didn\u2019t listen. He reached to feel her neck. Her skin was cool, not sweaty\u2013the fever was retreating, leaving chills in its wake.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Worried, he made a decision. Without waiting for permission, he took off his sweatshirt and\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Damian was tall. Lying on it, his legs dangled partly off the edge. He curled himself along the side, then drew Scarlett gently against him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Half his body was supported by the bed, the other half suspended in air.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But he didn\u2019t complain. He simply held her close, tucking her against his chest, his chin resting lightly on her shoulder. His lips brushed her ear as he whispered, \u201cStill cold?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
As her chilled skin began to absorb his warmth, Scarlett instinctively curled closer into his hold.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Only then did she realize her body had been trembling.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damian felt her shift nearer. He wrapped his arms more securely around her, sharing his warmth, holding her until the shivering slowly stilled.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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