Getting sick is never fun but especially when it's during the limited time your boyfriend is on military leave.

Rorke tried to insist that it was perfectly fine for him to sleep next to you but you shooed him away each time. It left him looking like a kicked puppy even though he knew it was for the best.

Still, he'd take care of you however he could. He had come in to check on you again, he was kneeling at the bedside with a hand on your forehead. "How you feelin, sugar?"