It was late afternoon when Andrew woke, slumped on the hotel room settee, Maria in his arms. Moving her gently he kissed her, and she opened her eyes smiling.
‘Hello, pretty one, do you feel better for the sleep?’
‘I feel better for sleeping in your arms.’
‘Don’t go giving me a big head now. I can take an absurd amount of flattery.’ Again, Andrew smiled. Standing he stretched and moved to the bed. Ellen was still sleeping, but her colour was better and her temperature. Andrew used the bathroom and washed, amazed how much the rest had helped. All he needed now was coffee.
‘Maria, can I get you a coffee?’
‘You’re going out?’
‘Only along to the office. I cannot stay here forever. Anyway, I can check the screens.’
‘Be careful, please,’
Andrew smiled and then quietly opened the door. Ch
