Nick was unusually obedient. Whatever Khloe offered him to eat, he took without a single question.
"You haven't eaten much today, have you?"
Khloe recalled mealtime. He had barely touched anything, and worry tugged at her again.
"Not feeling hungry?" she asked softly.
"Mm… it's late. I'm not very hungry," Nick replied, avoiding her gaze.
He stretched his arms, intending to return to the room to change, but Khloe seemed to sense something and stepped close, matching his pace.
"Are you…?"
She stopped him, standing on tiptoe. Her hands cupped his face as she leaned in, scrutinizing him carefully.
His features were sharp and sculpted, even more so up close. But those ocean-deep eyes held a layer of exhaustion that made her heart ache.
"Khloe…"
"You've lost weight?" she whispered, tilting her head.
Nick froze for a moment, then a surge of tenderness overtook him. Without thinking, he swept her up, wrapping his arms around her waist.
With a faint gasp from Khloe, he carried her effortlessly back to the bed, placing her gently in the center. His arms were strong and steady, his breathing even, his heart unhurried. Only once she rested on the soft mattress did he exhale, warm breath brushing her nose.
"Want to test how strong I am?" he teased.
"…No," Khloe quickly shook her head like a spinning top, remembering the lingerie in the suitcase. "I believe you're strong enough."
Today had been exhausting, and tomorrow would demand more.

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