“Are you serious?” Karoline hissed as she appeared in the doorway wearing fresh clothing and pulling on a pair of disposable gloves.
Francesca was asleep with her head on Jonas’ chest, and he was still lying beside her in the bed, even though he knew that Karoline would be upset like this if he hadn’t moved before she got back.
She shook her head in disbelief and gestured impatiently for Jonas to move.
He didn’t try to explain himself. He didn’t think that Karoline would agree Francesca benefited more from being close to him like this than she would have done from the saline IV she removed from her arm in frustration.
“I don’t see why I should help if you are both going to show me so little respect. The medical supplies I have used are expensive and difficult to get hold of, Jonas. I d
