For the next four days, Taran received Danielle at night and it gave Emma the opportunity to go and see Alex. He was getting better quickly. She could go into the room where Taran had the medications and get some. She knew he would know, eventually, but then, it would be too late. At least Alex was going to be cured.
"Thank you for everything." Alex said. He didn't try to kiss her again, although he wanted to. And it was hard to keep his hands off of her.
"I told you, no need to thank me." She said, taking a bit of her beef.
"You cooked it?" He asked. It tasted just like Camilla's food. It made it even harder for him not to think about his lover.
"Yep!" She said, happily, but then, her smile died. "Is it bad?"
Alex started to laugh.
"It is delicious. Perfect. One day, when we are both out of here, I'll cook for you."
Her eyes sparkled.
"Realy?"
"Absolutely." Alex said and got back to eating.
