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“Um. Yes.” She couldn’t understand why he was staring at her like that. “You’re big because of all of those muscles.”
“Good save,” he muttered.
What was a good save?
Actually, maybe she was just better off not knowing.
31
Ethan walked into the living room with a tray of food.
He’d been tempted to order pizza, but he didn’t want a stranger here. He could’ve met them at the gate, but he didn’t really like being apart from Cate. Even for a few minutes.
The intensity of his feelings was surprising. He had no idea how she’d wormed herself into his heart so quickly.
All he knew was that he was going to make sure that she was as wrapped up in him as he was in her.
“Dinner.” He set down the tray onto the coffee table with a flourish. He sat next to it, facing her.
She eyed the food for a moment. “Grilled cheese and soup?”
“Yeah. You only had tomato and cream of chicken, so I went for cream of chicken.”
He figured she needed comfort food after everything that had happened this afternoon.
“Yummy,” she said. “But I don’t think I can eat much.”
“Just eat a little bit.” He picked up the cloth napkin he’d found and placed it over her lap.
She reached for the soup bowl, but he picked it up first.
“Let me check it’s not too hot.” He picked up the spoon to bring it to his lips. He tasted a bit of the soup. “Perfect.”
Then he spooned up some more of the soup and held it up to her mouth. “Eat some for me, baby.”
Her cheeks were slightly red, which was in stark contrast to how pale she was. The dark marks under her eyes seemed even more prominent since her bath. She had her pale blonde hair pulled back in a simple ponytail. He’d let her dress herself, but he’d chosen the clothes from her closet.
A pair of warm pajamas with ladybugs on them. Two pairs of socks and one of his sweaters. The sweater dwarfed her, and he’d had to roll up the sleeves. But she looked so damn adorable.
“Those pajamas are cute,” he told her as he spooned up some more soup.
It filled him with satisfaction to take care of her like this.
“Rhodes bought them for me.”
“He’s a good big brother.”
“The bestest.”
He fed her some more soup.
“I know he wanted to come home. And normally, I’d want that too. Except tonight, I have you.”
“Yeah, baby. You do.”
“It’s not too much? Looking after me?”
“Never. It could never be too much. Here, have some sandwich.” He held up half of the sandwich. “I washed my hands.”
