"I'll wait for you outside." Maxen buried his face on the side of her head, inhaling her apple-scented hair. His hand was rubbing her back the entire time until the royal physician cleared his throat to signal them to hasten up.
Lying down on the CT scan bed, Olivia's hooked pinky wouldn't let go of Maxen's. However, he reminded her, "Baby, let's make this quick, okay?" He dipped his head, whispering in her ears, "And everyone's sleepy. This was a last-minute request that I made."
Understanding the situation, Olivia finally let go of his hand, closing her eyes so she won't see him leaving. She emptied her thoughts, practicing breathing exercises while the bed moved into the donut machine.
