"I'll stay with you for a while longer. I won't work. I'll come to the bedroom," Shawn said.

"Work..."

"Work isn't important, you are."

Shawn bent down, lifting Gale, and carried her back to the master bedroom. He held her foot, reminding her, "You can't run around barefoot like this anymore. What if something cuts your foot? What if you catch a cold?"

She had slippers right beside the bed, but she did not wear them.

"I just couldn't wait to find you," Gale answered softly, but her fragile