Rosalynn, with a playful glint in her eye, pulled a piece of chocolate from her pocket.
âHow about some chocolate to lighten the mood?â
Brian, catching the mischievous look on her face, pulled her close and kissed her deeply.
âI donât want chocolate.
I want you!â
Rosalynn giggled.
After making out for a bit, she gently pushed him away.
âOkay, I need to take this food to Hutton now.
By the way, ask Betsy if sheâs eaten yet.
If not, thereâs some soup I made that I can bring to her.
â
Brian arched an eyebrow.
âFor her? Youâre quite the caring one today.
â
âShe saved your life, didnât she?â
With those words lingering, Rosalynn slipped into the kitchen.
Brian caught the hint of jealousy in her voice, finding some solace in it.
He reached for his phone, got Betsyâs number from Edwin, and dialed.
After two rings, Betsy answered.
âHey?â
âItâs Brian Hughes.
You still at the hospital?â Brianâs voice carried a nonchalant tone.
âMr.
Hughes? Yep, still here.
â
âHave you had anything to eat?â
âNot yet,â Betsy replied casually.
âAlright, Iâll swing by later,â Brian stated matter-of-factly before ending the call.
Betsy stared at her phone, a mix of emotions flickering in her eyes.
Was Brian suggesting they have lunch together? Maybe he was interested in her after all.
Her heart skipped a beat at the thought.
With a quick brush of her hair, Betsyâs eyes lit up with anticipation.
Should she dress up a bit to catch his eye?
Rosalynn brought the food to Wragos Hospital.
Brian decided to forgo rest and accompany her.
In the ward, Hutton took the food containers.
âThanks, Rosalynn,â he muttered.
âItâs nothing.
â Rosalynn smiled and glanced at the sleeping Valeria.
âIs she still asleep?â