‘I’ve been awake for ages,’ Anna told him, sitting up too, her face alight with love and happiness as she reached over to kiss him. Ward groaned as the duvet slipped down, revealing the soft globes of her breasts. His fingers itched to pull it up again and cover her nakedness but Anna seemed to have no such inhibitions, pressing herself lovingly against him in a way that was so totally devoid of any manufactured kind of provocation or deliberate intent that Ward was helpless to prevent his body’s response to her. ‘You should have woken me,’ Ward told her tersely, returning her kiss as perfunctorily as he could before saying, ‘I’ll go down and make us both some tea. How are you feeling, by the way?’ he asked her. What was it the consultant had said he had to watch out for? Headaches, dizziness, blurred vision, nausea... ‘Wonderful,’ Anna told him softly, making no attempt to hide the smile curling her mouth.
