Okay. I didn't know if it was something Roman said to him or what, but the second he stepped back into my hospital room, whatever tension and distance I had sensed in him was gone. Evaporated. I almost started to question if it had ever been there at all, if it was just a figment of my over-fried brain. He'd sat down on the bed beside me, slipping an arm around my lower back, then one under my legs, pulling them gently until they went over his thighs and the good side of my face rested against his chest. His lips pressed down on the top of my head and his arms wrapped me up. "They probably want this room emptied," I said a couple of minutes later of us doing nothing but sitting there cuddling in silence. "They can wait, baby," he said softly and I felt a shiver run through my insides. "My ribs hurt," I said next when I couldn't take the silence. To that, I felt him nod as he slowly released me.
