Ricco placed Annah over his bed and caressed her cheek gently. She was a little warm to the touch so she might have a slight fever going on. No doubt there since she was playing outside last night.
"You're a serious pain, Elia." He mumbled, fixing the escaping hair on her forehead.
He allowed himself to savor the moment of freedom in her presence. Sitting on the edge of the bed beside her sleeping figure, he filled himself with her peaceful sleeping face. Before he left her to get something, he leaned over and planted a soft kiss on her temple.
As the door closed, Annah opened her eyes and stared blankly at the ceiling. She both wondered with two things: Ricco kissing her temple like it was a natural thing to do and her somersaulting heart at such a gesture.
What on earth was that all about?
