Sleeping in His Embrace

Christopher’s words sent a fresh wave of emotion crashing over me, and I had to look away, afraid that he’d see just how deeply his kindness affected me with the tears starting to well up in my eyes.

I took another sip of the soup, trying to focus on it and not anywhere else but I felt Christopher’s gaze on me, steady and unwavering as he pulled out the chair next to me and settled down.

Taking this as a cue to leave us alone, the housekeeper packed the peas and excused herself.

On the other hand, Christopher gestures for me to continue eating.

“Tell me immediately you feel uncomfortable and the doctor will come and check on you. Is that clear?” Christopher said to me as his brows deep.

I saw the concern that flashed across his eyes and felt a sense of relief wash through me.

“I will,” I answered softly and continued eating, devouring everything in my plate as he watched me silently.

“Do you want more? You didn’t get to have dinner with me as planned, you must be famished,” he