At the door of Edward's room, Miranda gave Kate some instructions.
"You can sleep beside him. Just check his forehead every hour to see if he has a fever. If he does, call me right away."
"Okay, I've got it. It's really late. You should get some rest. Thanks so much for tonight." Kate's gratitude overflowed as she addressed Miranda.
"It's no problem. Good night, Kate," Miranda replied, her smile gentle and reassuring.
Inside, Edward lay with his eyes closed, pretending to be asleep. His eyelids fluttered nervously, giving him away. He was too embarrassed to look at Miranda, feeling an odd discomfort just thinking about her.
Miranda, unaware of Edward's internal turmoil, yawned after finishing her instructions. Rubbing her weary eyes, she dragged herself back to her own room.
The bed
