Aletta stood up, brushing the hay off her nightgown and blushing lightly. "I'm sorry, Ryan. There's someone waiting for me and I should get inside." She tucked him in, half-burying him in hay to keep the cold out, then softly touched his forehead. "Sleep well. I'll bring you some food and medication tomorrow morning. Be patient, don't even think of moving your leg and for God's sake... Don't make any noise." She said, grabbing  few blocks of wood and closing the barn's door behind her, basically locking him in. It might not've been noticeable, but her mind got spinning from that little peck he had given her. Her lips tingled, but she blamed it on the fact he was an other man than Rolf and that his lips had that typical fullness.<br/><br/>Once she got inside she ran up the stairs as silently as she could, trying not to wake the neighbours. It took her a while but when she had finally lit the fire, a yellowish-orange light filled up the room along with the nice warmth a fireplace always brought. "It's warmer over here," she said, biting her bottom lip and suggestively pulling her eyebrows up. She kicked her slippers off, but tied the cord of her dressing gown and pulled up her nightie so that he'd have more to do - if he was in the mood, of course. "Come, see for yourself!"