> "Like someone might throw me over his shoulder if I pulled a stunt like
that
> again?" she tried to tease him as she sniffed the air
Derek:
"I'm glad to hear it," Derek replied with a small smile. "Allow that
feeling to guide your actions, for a while at least."
Julia:
"But craving some of
> that stuff and wondering how long it's going to take me before raiding the
> fridge for breakfast. And," she added, knowing he wanted to know the more
> clinical aspects of how she was feeling "Fever's broken for the most part.
> Figure I'll feel better with some food and drink before going to the
control
> room to check out the computer system and to check on a couple of things."
>
Derek:
He slid his yet untouched mug of coffee over to her, while touching her
forehead lightly with his other hand. She still felt a little warm, but
perhaps she was right. He wasn't sure working was the best idea. "Things?"
He really could use her help with the computers, but he didnt' want her
tomake herself ill again.
Derek
