CHAPTER 36 Felling cold

　　Keane wakes up to an empty bed, she was not by his side. Looking around, there was no sign of her.

　　It was strange how he felt so deep asleep with her by his side, normally he wasn't the type to drown in his sleep but it was different with her around.

　　Climbing down the stairs, he was met with a delicious dinner served. Manhattan clam chowder and bread with some nicely french fries.

　　He walks to his seat quietly watching the tiny figure before him walks in and out of the kitchen. She only stops when the fishes are all on the table.

　　She quickly served him some on his plate, before taking her seat by the side, on her usual.

　　"Why didn't you stay longer?" His baritone voice vibrates, it was the first time he spoke since he woke up and the sound of his voice in her ears sends shivers down her spine as she stares at him in disbelief. She didn't expect him to say such.