“Would you care for some more?” he offered. “I don’t want to be greedy.” “I brought it for you,” he lied. “You did?” There was something in her disbelief he found shaming. “I thought my wife might enjoy it.” She smiled again and Marius caught himself preening. It had never occurred to him that his wife could be happy, or that he might be the one to make her happy, or that in doing so he might be made happy in return. Perhaps his doctor was wrong and there was something to this drink of chocolate after all.
