When Vicente woke up in the morning, she heard someone knocking on the door. She looked up and guessed that it was John. After a few moments, she dragged herself to the door.
"What are you doing here so early?"
"I brought you breakfast," John said and held up a paper bag that indeed smelled of food.
"You got this for me?" Vicente took the bag. She could not believe that John was capable of such a gesture. "Thank you."
John dipped his chin and entered the ward. "Now get out," he said when he passed Vicente.
Vicente rolled her eyes and whipped her head toward John. "I knew it."
After saying that, Vicente left and took the paper bag full of breakfast to the next ward. Noah was already awake and was about to get out of bed.
"What are you going? Let me help you." Vicente put the breakfast on the table and walked toward Noah.
"I have to go to the bathroom." Holding his bandaged wound with one hand, Noah struggled to get to his feet.
Hearing that, Vicente hurried over to him to help him. "Slow down. You're going to rip your stitches. Here, let me help you up."
"Thanks." Noah let Vicente hold him up. "Why are you here?"
"John just appeared in Nina's ward, so I figured I'd give them some alone time. I was on my way here to check on you anyway," Vicente replied. Slinging his arm over her shoulders and bearing some of his weight, Vicente carefully walked Noah to the bathroom. "There you go. Be careful."
"All right. Thank you." Noah smiled at her.
Vicente was not expecting such a dazzling smile from Noah, so she immediately looked away and turned to the table.
"Don't mention it."
Hearing the unease in her voice, Noah looked at Vicente's back for a while before entering the bathroom.
In the adjacent ward, John stood over Nina and watched her sleep. He did not have the heart to disturb her, but he just could not resist planting a soft kiss on her smooth forehead.
After a few moments, Nina's eyelashes fluttered, and she opened her eyes.
"Good morning, John." Even with her sleepy eyes still half closed, Nina saw John's gentle and handsome face. She raised her hands and wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing his face on her shoulder.
She had always had a little trouble controlling her strength especially when she was excited. Without realizing it, she was already choking her husband.
John did not know what to say for a while.
With one gasping breath, he said, "Little girl, can you loosen up? I'm almost out of breath."
"What?" Nina was busy feeling John against her. With her eyes closed, she rubbed her face against his head, smiling like she never had before.
"Honey, please let me breathe. I can't breathe." At this point, John had no choice but to grab his wife's arms and try to break free from them, but Nina held him down even more tightly. He could only angle his face a certain way to get some air. He felt her giggle as he squirmed.
John's hot breath tickled Nina's neck. She snickered even more.
"It tickles." Nina finally let go of him.
Finally free from her grip, John braced his hands on either side of Nina's body. He stared at her face, taking in every detail like he was seeing it for the first time. He guessed he would never get used to how beautiful her eyes were, soft and sparking like morning dew on a flower petal.
Slowly but surely, he found himself leaning in once again. This time, he was not going for her forehead.
Nina's eyes widened as she watched John's throat bob. He started leaning in. Then, she flashed him a charming smile, raised her hand, and covered her mouth.
She had just woken up. She was not about to let him kiss her without brushing her teeth.
However, John did not stop. He just kissed the back of her hand and then slowly moved down toward her neck.
The tip of his tongue swept over her neck and collarbone like a feather, and she trembled and kicked her legs straight. After the second kiss, her slightly stiff body relaxed. Blood rushed to her cheeks.
Her head fell into a daze again, and her eyes slowly brimmed with happy tears.
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