"Of course," he said simply. "Where else would my wife recover? A normal hospital? Unacceptable."
Evelyn could only nod faintly in response, hearing what he said.
"Stella told me you even included a maternity suite."
Axel paused for only a heartbeat before smiling again. "Yes. For the future."
Evelyn's expression softened, a hint of sadness flickering behind her eyes, but she hid it quickly.
"You plan too far ahead, Mr. Knight."
"I plan everything," he replied. "Including how I will carry you from bed to wheelchair tomorrow."
"I will walk," she protests.
"You will walk," he agreed, "while holding onto me like a koala."
"Axel."
"Yes, my love?"
She sighed, but her lips curved upward. "Go sleep on your tiny sofa, then."
"I will listen to my wife," Axel said solemnly.
He leaned down and kissed her lips gently, lingering just long enough to make her eyes flutter closed again.
"Good night, my love..."
