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since 3:00 am, so I don't know if he's gotten any better or not, ” Sebastian grunted, taking
another sip of his coffee.
Claire nodded and
started for the stairs. "Thanks Sebastian."
He replied with an
"Mmm hmm."
Claire headed up the
stairs then down the hall to Henry's room. She knocked then popped her head in.
She called for Henry, but he didn't answer. Claire walked in and shut the door
behind her. She moved farther into the room, the bed coming into view, but
Henry wasn't in it. Claire headed for the bathroom.
The door was open,
giving her view of the sink. She stepped into the bathroom to find Henry
sprawled out on his back in front of the toilet, a fine sheen of sweat covering
his bare skin. Claire's heart seized.
"Henry, ” she breathed and rushed over to
him.
She knelt down next to
him and touched his chest, which was sticky with sweat. He was flushed and
burning hot. She had no idea if his fever had broken then come back, or if it
never broke at all. Henry hadn't even flinched when she touched him. His lips
were parted and he breathed slow and steady. She hated to wake him up, but he
really shouldn't be sleeping on the floor in the bathroom.
“ Henry, ” she said, and tapped his cheek.
Henry sucked in a
sharp breath as his eyes fluttered open. "Huh? ” he grunted, his unfocused eyes landing on her.
"Hey, Henry, how
about we get you back in bed? ” Claire asked softly, stroking his hair back from his sweaty forehead.
"I'm fine; leave
me alone, ” Henry grumbled,
his eyes sliding closed again.
"There's no way
you're comfortable here, ” Claire said, still stroking his hair.
His jaw was shadowed in
a couple days worth of stubble now. His eyes had dark circles under them. He
just looked sick. "The floor feels good, ” he sighed.
"Please Henry, I
hate seeing you lying on the floor, ” Claire pleaded.
Henry made a noise low
in his throat, but he started to roll over. Claire watched and waited as Henry
got to his hands and knees. His head hung down and he was breathing heavy. He
must really be feeling weak.
"Fuck, ” he breathed.
Claire bent over and
took hold of his upper arm. With her help, Henry was able to get to his feet.
He stood there for a few moments, panting. Henry opened his eyes to look down
at her for a moment, his green eyes glassy. He turned and shuffled slowly back
out to his bedroom, with Claire's help. He groaned as he climbed into his bed
and curled up in his side, his back facing her.
Claire smoothed her
hand over his hair. He sighed heavily and settled into the bed. Claire
continued to stroke his head until he fell back to sleep. Henry snored
slightly. Claire smiled softly down at him. Something inside her shifted. She
was never going to look at Henry the same way ever again. She was falling for
him, and falling hard. She never knew she could fall for someone without as
much as a kiss. But she knew what she was feeling, and there was no stopping
it.
~~~~~
Henry woke to someone
calling his name and giving his shoulder a little shake. Henry sucked in a deep
breath and rolled into his back. He stretched his arms above his head and
sighed as he relaxed. He definitely wasn't as achy as before, which was good.
“ Henry, ” he heard Claire's voice from
his right.
Henry cracked an eye.
He could see her sitting next to him on the bed but she was all fuzzy. Henry
rubbed his eyes then opened them again. He could see Claire a bit better now,
but she was still a bit blurry. He then remembered that he didn't have his
contacts in or his glasses on.
"Hey, ” he murmured sleepily.
"Hi, ” she said with a sweet smile.
"Do you think you could sit up and drink some Gatorade? You really need to
get hydrated."
Henry nodded and
slowly sat up; he scooted back until he could lean against
another sip of his coffee.
Claire nodded and
started for the stairs. "Thanks Sebastian."
He replied with an
"Mmm hmm."
Claire headed up the
stairs then down the hall to Henry's room. She knocked then popped her head in.
She called for Henry, but he didn't answer. Claire walked in and shut the door
behind her. She moved farther into the room, the bed coming into view, but
Henry wasn't in it. Claire headed for the bathroom.
The door was open,
giving her view of the sink. She stepped into the bathroom to find Henry
sprawled out on his back in front of the toilet, a fine sheen of sweat covering
his bare skin. Claire's heart seized.
"Henry, ” she breathed and rushed over to
him.
She knelt down next to
him and touched his chest, which was sticky with sweat. He was flushed and
burning hot. She had no idea if his fever had broken then come back, or if it
never broke at all. Henry hadn't even flinched when she touched him. His lips
were parted and he breathed slow and steady. She hated to wake him up, but he
really shouldn't be sleeping on the floor in the bathroom.
“ Henry, ” she said, and tapped his cheek.
Henry sucked in a
sharp breath as his eyes fluttered open. "Huh? ” he grunted, his unfocused eyes landing on her.
"Hey, Henry, how
about we get you back in bed? ” Claire asked softly, stroking his hair back from his sweaty forehead.
"I'm fine; leave
me alone, ” Henry grumbled,
his eyes sliding closed again.
"There's no way
you're comfortable here, ” Claire said, still stroking his hair.
His jaw was shadowed in
a couple days worth of stubble now. His eyes had dark circles under them. He
just looked sick. "The floor feels good, ” he sighed.
"Please Henry, I
hate seeing you lying on the floor, ” Claire pleaded.
Henry made a noise low
in his throat, but he started to roll over. Claire watched and waited as Henry
got to his hands and knees. His head hung down and he was breathing heavy. He
must really be feeling weak.
"Fuck, ” he breathed.
Claire bent over and
took hold of his upper arm. With her help, Henry was able to get to his feet.
He stood there for a few moments, panting. Henry opened his eyes to look down
at her for a moment, his green eyes glassy. He turned and shuffled slowly back
out to his bedroom, with Claire's help. He groaned as he climbed into his bed
and curled up in his side, his back facing her.
Claire smoothed her
hand over his hair. He sighed heavily and settled into the bed. Claire
continued to stroke his head until he fell back to sleep. Henry snored
slightly. Claire smiled softly down at him. Something inside her shifted. She
was never going to look at Henry the same way ever again. She was falling for
him, and falling hard. She never knew she could fall for someone without as
much as a kiss. But she knew what she was feeling, and there was no stopping
it.
~~~~~
Henry woke to someone
calling his name and giving his shoulder a little shake. Henry sucked in a deep
breath and rolled into his back. He stretched his arms above his head and
sighed as he relaxed. He definitely wasn't as achy as before, which was good.
“ Henry, ” he heard Claire's voice from
his right.
Henry cracked an eye.
He could see her sitting next to him on the bed but she was all fuzzy. Henry
rubbed his eyes then opened them again. He could see Claire a bit better now,
but she was still a bit blurry. He then remembered that he didn't have his
contacts in or his glasses on.
"Hey, ” he murmured sleepily.
"Hi, ” she said with a sweet smile.
"Do you think you could sit up and drink some Gatorade? You really need to
get hydrated."
Henry nodded and
slowly sat up; he scooted back until he could lean against
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