In the bedroom.
Roman Rhodes placed Stella Sterling on the bed, sat beside her, and tucked her in.
Stella blinked, her voice thick and nasal. "Didn't you say you wouldn't be back until after the holiday?"
"I came back as soon as I finished my work."
As he spoke, the man picked up the temperature gun from the table and took her temperature.
37.8 degrees.
She still had a slight fever.
Stella didn't believe Roman's explanation.
His schedule was always meticulously planned.
'He must have come back so suddenly because of me.'
Stella scooted closer to him along the edge of the bed. "I'm fine. It's just a little cold."
Roman took her hand, his thumb stroking the pinprick from the IV. "A little cold needs an IV drip?"
Stella fell silent, pulling her hand back and tucking it under the covers.
"Do you want to eat something first, or go back to sleep?"
Stella coughed. "I don't want to eat. When are you leaving?"
"After you fall asleep."
"Then I won't sleep."
