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"You ran a fever for half the night." Hearing his raspy voice, Sasha Grey poured a cup of water and handed it to him.

Chris Martin drank more than half of it right from her hand, his throat feeling a bit more comfortable. He gazed at her with deep, profound eyes: "You looked after me all night?"

"Mm, do you feel any better?" Sasha set the cup down and nodded.

Chris smiled faintly. "Much better