Contentment... This was the only word to explain the elated feeling that coursed through every fiber of Arei's body. It had through most of the night. The first night in over 500 years that he'd slept so well. One eye flickered open. Jos was still asleep beside him. {Well against me...} Arei thought as he slowly removed his arm from over her waist. He glanced to the other side of the bed, recalling the reason he'd leaned across her body in the first place. Shelly was gone. As he glanced around the bed, a noise from the door caught his attention.
A tall man with pointed ears, a clean white polo, and pressed dress pants stood there. The tanned skin of his cheeks was tinted with a faint blush and his hand was fisted against his mouth. He cleared his throat. "I do hope I'm not interrupting your, um, sleep." He said. "I am Doctor Laringo. I was told the young lady needed my attention."