Richard's POV
I was done bathing Eolly and clothing her with mine. She declines it at first, but she doesn't have a choice because she doesn't have her clothes with her.
"Just wear my shirts for a bit," I urged her, "and we'll get your things in your apartment as soon as you're well." She inquired, looking at me.
"Can you tell me why we need to get my things?"
"Now that this has happened to us, I want us to live together," I said, staring at her, perhaps pondering words to persuade me not to do it just yet. It was etched on her features.
"You know, we don't have to do that."
"I wanted to. Don't you want it? "
"It's not like that, it's just I think it was too soon."
"Sweetheart, please agree with me on this one; I know it's a little late because I already assumed your innocence, but
