"Marcus..."
Though embarrassed by the eager look on his face, Anya still let him pull back the covers. His promise to help her get dressed quickly became an excuse to dote on her however he pleased, and before long she found herself blushing under his attention. Still, there wasn't a trace of resistance in her eyes. After everything they had gone through, simply being able to stay close to him made her happy.
Marcus remained at Anya's side for the rest of the day. He kept her company, talked with her, and made sure she was comfortable. By the time dinner was over and evening approached, he finally stood to leave.
"Anya, I should head back. I'll see you in the game."
"Okay." Anya nodded softly, her eyes following him with obvious reluctance.
Marcus smiled and gave her hand a gentle squeeze before leaving. The only small disappointment he carried with him was that Chloe had spent the entire day avoiding him. The moment she saw him, she would find an excuse to disappear.
