Your Love Is But a Dream

Chapter 59

Clara felt a pang of guilt as she spoke into the phone. "Sorry to bother you, Mr. Stone. I hope I'm not interrupting your morning. A friend of mine has been running a high fever that won't break. I was wondering if there's a clinic or hospital nearby that makes house calls?"

"A fever? How bad is it?" Ethan asked, his tone sharpening.

"Pretty bad," Clara admitted. "He's been burning up since last night. I gave him some medicine, but it hasn't helped."

There was a brief pause on the other end before Ethan spoke again. "Send me the address. I'll have someone come by to check on him."

"Oh, no, that's too much trouble. I can figure something out myself," Clara said quickly.

Just send me the address," Ethan insisted, his tone firm but calm. "I'll take

she returned to Alexander's room. He was sitting up in bed, holding the

hetentes, Alexander looked up. "Are you done

she

dishes from last night. "A doctor's on the way. In the meantime, try to eat a little. I'll be back in a bit " She turned to leave, but just as she reached the door, she felt a sudden pull on her wrist. The heat from his touch was startling. She stiffened for a moment and Taimed backte find Alexander staring at her,

me?" His voler

the most obvious thing in the

catch in off guard. She wasn't trying to make a point or look virtuous-she was

Alexander a few favors. They were neighbors now, and helping each other out was just a decent thing to

didn't feel so simple. He had grown up in a world where kindness often came with hidden agendas, and he'd learned to see through the Lacades of seemingly wat

clear and earnest. There was no calculation, no ulterior motive. The purity of her actions samsettled him more than he cared to admit Alexander released her wrist abruptly, dropping his