A Treat

Staring up at his PA as she stood in front of his desk, Derek realized that she was right. 

Yes, they might have played childish games during their lunch hour. Trying to come up with an appropriate schedule for the both of them.

But in the end, what it all boiled down to, was that they had been taking the joy out of the miracle of sleep that they had found. Both of them unconsciously trying to mold the thing into something that they could recognize. And what it was that they were comfortable with was business. 

So that was exactly what they had tried to turn the arrangement into, a transaction. Emily was right. It was not a transaction. 

This was more than that. It was personal. It was private. It was about their health. It was about their life. It deserved to be treated differently. And not only did Emily just point out such a huge thing, such a major mistake that they would have been making had they continued?