Eiran woke up when the sky was inked. Alyna felt him stir and set down her tea cup. The cookie crumbs on her lips were licked away with a sweep of her tongue.
Disoriented with sleep, Eiran opened his eyes to Alyna hiding evidence of her treats. He sniffed the air and followed traces of sweet scents to the drawers by the bed.
Alyna quietly blocked his sight with a glass of water. "How are you feeling now? Your temperature is back to normal."
"Is that a lemon pie?" He took the glass and asked before taking a gentle sip.
"You must be smelling things. You had a fever." Alyna hurriedly made excuses to deny the existence of sugary food hidden feel within the cabinets.
It wasn't her fault that sugar worked so well on her restless mind. She swallowed the taste of cherry cake and washed i
