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Devon looked around. "I wouldn't say billionaire. But I do co-own of the somewhat large companies around here." he said, trying to play to down. He looked down at her questioning face, "Well little songbird." he answered with a grin. "Because she's worth 200 of any rich woman I might find."

Devon growled in an irritated fashion. He sat in front of her, leaning forward so he was staring at her with his intense gaze.
"Money is useful to have. If my people make a mistake, we have enough money to cover it. What importance does it have past that? I could care less. Do I seem so shallow to put importance on it?" he asked. "And how can I put a value on you? You are more to me than money, success or prestige." He cupped the side of her face and ran his thumb across her cheek. He took a moment to notice how smooth and soft her skin was under his slight rough hand. "I love you." he said, saying the word with a kind of awe. "I would throw it all away if you asked."

"Devon grinned. "I disagree, Lark." he said softly. There faces were inches apart now and he wasn't one to hesitate. Still aware of her fragility, he kissed her gently. As he pulled away he smirked. "I think you are prefect. Now.... do you still think you love me?" he asked, not liking the extra word.

Devon chuckled, both at her reaction to the kiss and her answer. "That's better." He answered. He was breathing a little heavily himself. He leaned in to kiss her again. However this time he hesitated. She was dazed, almost limp in his arms. She was also still weak from the sickness. He wanted to kiss her again, but just barely forced himself not to. He kissed her forehead instead, unsatisfied.
"Get some rest. You need it." he said, standing.

Devon rolled his eyes. "So I'm told. Though I feel a bit humbled right now." he replied with a warm smile. His eyes turned intense again at her question and he looked away. "Don't tempt me, Lark." he stated with a slight smirk. "I'm not going to take advantage of your weakness right now. Plus I've got to check up on some things."

Devon raised an eyebrow at her jokes. Was they how it was going to be from now on? Him being the butt of most jokes? He sighed and chuckled. As long as it was just her, he'd let it pass. The rest would have to watch themselves.
He looked down one more time at her sleeping face. Like this, lacking the strain of fever and nightmares, she looked so innocent and beautiful. With a smile on his face he left.

Devon was startled awake by a piercing scream. He shot up in bed. He was in on of his extra rooms. There was plenty for anyone who might come. He took one so not to disturb Lark.
Now he leapt out of the bed and ran down the hall to his room. Open throwing the door open, he found Lark alone and looking very shaken on the bed. He was relieved and worried. He sighed with relief and sat down on the bed beside her, taking her in his arms. "What happened?" he asked.