His Warmth .

Who is she?"

Mila could hear voices around her.

"I don't know " she could hear the stranger's voice.

"You don't know her but still brought her here?" the other said.

"Mmm "

She opened her eyes looking around, to see two men looking down at her.

She was lying in bed, moving Mila groaned in pain, looking down to see her hand bandaged up.

"You awake "he said getting down on the bed.

She blinked, "It was you..." recognising him by his long silver-white hair.

His hand moved to touch her face but she moved back, and his hand stopped.

"Who are you?" the other stranger asked.

Mila didn't answer and kept staring at the stranger from last night.

"Thank you for saving me last night," she said to him.

"You're welcome "he answered.

"Where am I?"

"My home, "he said.

"Can I have my phone?" she said.

He gazed at her like he was searching for something, "Why do you need it?".

Mila blinked, "I need to make a call to someone"

"Am sorry but you can't "he said.

"Huh, why?"Mila felt her heartbeat quicken.

"You lost it last night, "he said.

"Oh.." she sighed.

Her eyes looked sad as she fell silent.

"Borrow mine, call whoever you want so they pick you up, "the other stranger said handing it.in

Mila took it, "Thank you ". her voice said.

She dialled Rian's number hoping he was not angry, since he might have called hers and it was unreachable.

After the third ring, it was answered.

"Hello, Rian I..." she stopped.

"Who is this?" she could hear Valeria's voice.

"Valeria why are you answering the phone "she asked.

She breathed, "Please stop bothering us and let us enjoy our holiday "

"But, but...I need to talk to him, something hap...."

"Mila, are you so stupid not to see it? He doesn't care what happens to you so please don't call us again "

The call got cut, and Mila looked down at the phone.

"Are you done, now leave?" said the owner of the phone.

"Mmm..." she said her head down, Mila slowly pushed the covers away and got out of bed.

The two men stood back watching her quietly put her feet on the floor.

Without warning Mila collapsed.

He caught her.

"Get out, "he said to his friend.

"Huh, I didn't do anything, "he said.

"I won't say it again "he said carrying Mila in his arms.

His companion walked out and the stranger placed her back in bed.

"Am sorry, my head feels so heavy "she muttered.

His warm hand landed on her forehead.

"You burning up, "he said.

She could hear his voice but her eyes could not keep open and soon she fell back into slumber.

....

"Damien why don't you ever learn, now what will we do "

Damien gazed back at him, "Take care of her ".

"Can you hear yourself, she's sick and as far as I know you're not a doctor "he said.

"But you are, lan "he answered.

Ian frowned got up and headed for the stairs.

When he got back down, Damien was busy on his laptop.

"She will be fine, the wound on her hand is causing the fever " he said. "Gave her something to help calm it down ".

He nodded.

"I will send some medication, make sure she takes it so her wound heals faster "he said.

Damien got up, "Okay, you can leave now. Thanks for your help "

Ian sighed watching him go up the stairs.

"Who exactly is she, to have all your attention "he muttered.

Damien sat down on the bed and quietly gazed at the sleeping Mila.

She shifted her black hair covering her face.

Slowly his hand moved to her face

he stopped reminded of how she reacted when he did a while ago.

But then she groaned like she was in pain.

"No...please don't..." she said.

Was she having a nightmare, he took her hand in his

And Mila gripped it tightly.

"Please help me I don't want to die " he watched her face, a tear escaping her closed eyes and flowing down the side of her face.

He stopped it wiping it off.

She turned to him following the warmth of his hand.

"Am cold "she let out trembling. He pulled the covers over her with his free hand.

But she kept trembling.

Taking his phone out he made a call.

"What?" answered Ian.

"You said she was fine, why is she trembling "he said.

"It's the fever and the drugs will take a while to work...so keep her warm " he said.

"I did but she's still doing it " he frowned.

"Use your body then, we both know you are warmer than normal, " his friend said.

"Okay, thanks "he hangs up.

Ian sighed, "What has gotten into you "he placed his phone aside and started his car driving off.

He gazed down at her and frowned, he moved getting more covers for her. After he was done Mila pushed them away with her feet.

"I can't breathe "she cried.

"Your trembling, you need to be warm," he said to her.

Her eyes half opened and she sniffed.

"Hold me please....am cold "she said.

Damien fell silent, hold her was that appropriate? He shook his head, what was he thinking about?

"what did I do for you to treat me this way..." she mumbled crying.

He frowned listening. Confused about whether she was awake or still sleeping.

"I miss you so much "Her lips trembled.

He sighed pushing away the heavy covers, Damien quietly laid down beside her.

She scooped closer to him the moment he was next to her.

Mila's hand moved under the covers to hold him by the waist. A smile appeared on her lips as her tears stained the pillow.

"Am here,dont cry " he said.

The.next morning when Mila opened her eyes, she was lying in the arms of a stranger.

"What the hell did you do, Mila "she muttered.