Chapter 8
I wake up to Nora placing a tray of home-made soup on a table beside the bed and realize I fell asleep again, another sign that I have a virus. I move to sit up as Jake's hands come from beside me, lifting the cushions, helping me to sit. He's on the bed next to me on top of the covers in sweats and a T-shirt with a mountain of files scattered beside him. I guess while I slept, he's been keeping me company and working. Jake doing what he does while he lets me relax and just enjoy the peace, it almost feels normal, like before any of this mess came between us. The movie is still playing so I mustn't have been out for too long.
"Thank you, Nora." I smile, looking down at the bowl of soup and plate of crusty bread served with a glass of fresh orange juice. She knows how to melt he
