"Good." He said. "One more." He spooned more soup into her mouth and then patted her lips with a cloth napkin.

She frowned at him. "That wasn‘t just a little weird."

He smiled. "That medicine is going to make you feel like crap if you don‘t have something on your stomach to act as a buffer."

He spooned more soup into her mouth. She almost pursed her lips together and turned her head away but at the last minute she decided that she liked the soup too much, so ...