Chapter 15
Aubrey
I fell asleep, but that was nothing compared to the excruciating pain that ripped me out of the darkness. I couldn’t scream. I couldn’t cry. I wasn’t even sure I was still breathing.
Colt’s voice shook me out of the void. “Easy, darlin’.”
His hand rested on my chest rubbing my skin until I fully escaped the half-conscious torture.
It was then I realized that the bed was soaked. I was soaked to the point that my hair would probably drip with sweat if I wrung it out. I was hot and cold all at once, but even worse than that was the pain.
“Breathe,” Colt coached me, brushing his fingers through my hair as the panic receded. “I’m going to grab a wet cloth. I’ll be right back.”
I didn’t want him to leave, but I nodded. Anything if it made this better.
When he returned, he rolled me onto my stomach and put the wet cloth on the back of my neck. But I couldn’t lay still. I moaned and curled up, then pushed myself to my knees.
My stomach churned violently, and before I could do anything, I vomited all over my pillow and the sheets. Colt moved out of the firing zone, but stayed next to me, holding me while my body continued to heave despite the fact that my stomach was empty.
“Sorry,” I whispered when the nauseous feeling finally receded.
“You’re fine.” He handed me the wet cloth, and I wiped my mouth, then dropped back against his chest. He wrapped his arm around my waist and lifted me off the bed. “We should probably go back to the living room.”
“Please, tell me this is the worst of it,” I begged, grabbing his hair because I needed something to hold on to. Something to keep me tethered.
But it wouldn’t be the worst.
It was only the beginning.
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