(Connor's POV)
She leaned close to adjust my pillows, her delicate floral-fruity scent enveloping me, making my heart melt. For a fleeting second, I believed she might kiss me, and my heart sweetened like honey, pounding with a shy, nervous anticipation.
It would be the very first time my Livvy initiated such intimacy outside of our night together.
Just then, the hospital bed's headrest slowly rose instead. "I'm adjusting your bed so you can sit up comfortably and eat," she explained.
Realizing my mistake, I felt a little silly, like a lovesick young man, but a warm smile rose on my lips nonetheless. Even injured, I couldn't help but want her closer.
(Olivia's POV)
I set up a small table over Connor's lap, carefully placing paper napkins, then the container. Opening it revealed the f
