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“I should be with you,” she argues with a huff.
“No, you shouldn’t. Please, just stay put,” I demand. “Being around me is too dangerous.”
She sighs again. “Cameron, I love you. I just want you to be healthy.”
“I know, Mom. I love you and Dad too. I should let you go, though, so I can rest,” I say calmly, wishing it would rub off on her.
“I’ll send your love. Please keep me updated,” she orders, and I agree before ending the call and going to the bathroom.
I take a shower, hoping it settles my nerves. As the water runs over my body, I lean against the wall. It’s almost too hot, but I breathe in the steam and flower-scented body wash. After a while, I slip on a fluffy robe and wrap a towel around my head.
As I’m walking into the bedroom, I hear a tap on the door. “Cami?”
“Yes?” I ask, going to the edge of the bed.
“I brought you something to eat. It’s on a tray on a small table I moved into the hallway,” he says.
I blink away tears at his sweet gesture. “Thank you.”
“Are you feeling any better?”
I look down at my pruned hands. “Not really, but I just got out of the shower, so I still feel really warm. The steam felt good, though.”
“Take two Tylenol every four to six hours,” he says on the other side of the door, and I hate that we have to stay so far apart. It’s torture after being so close to him.
“I will,” I mutter. “I appreciate you cooking. Hopefully, I can get it down.”
“If anything, it’ll help not to take the meds on an empty stomach and give you some strength.”
“Right now, all I want to do is sleep. Maybe I’ll wake up better.” I snort at my wishful thinking. “Are you okay so far?” I ask.
“Yeah, I feel great besides the fact that I can’t be near you. I miss you already. Chanel misses you, too,” he adds at the end, and it earns him a slight laugh. She must’ve snuck out earlier when he left.
“You can send her in,” I respond, knowing how often she annoys Bruno.
He chuckles. “Nah, she’s fine. The three of us are hanging out. She’s spilling all your secrets, though.”
Somehow, he has me smiling. Few people can do that so easily.
“Never trust a pussy. Sometimes they’re liars.” I grin.
On the other side, he snickers. “I’m walking away now so your food doesn’t get cold. Text me when you’re done, and I’ll come and grab the tray.”
“Okay, I will. Thanks again,” I say and hear his feet shuffle down the hallway with Bruno’s big paws trampling behind.
Once he’s gone, I go to the hallway, and see my mother’s wooden serving tray with a giant bowl of oatmeal, toast with jelly, along with more bottled water and a note.
I lift it, close the door behind me, then climb back into bed. I grab a spoon and dive in. I blow on it and then swallow, enjoying the warmth. It actually feels really good on my throat, and though I have no appetite to continue, I do anyway. Then I open the piece of stationery and smile at Eli’s sloppy handwriting.
Can’t stop thinking about you :)
I’m swooning.
Completely smitten by this man who’s captured my heart.
I wish more than anything we could be together right now and devour each other like we both want.
I take a few more bites then look over at the bottle of Tylenol. Not enough time has passed for another dose, so I force myself to wait before taking more. They haven’t kicked in yet, which means I’ll have to deal with this fever the best I can.
After I’m finished eating, I place the tray outside, then change into some comfy clothes. I text Eli so he knows I’m done and feel sad when I hear him grab everything. I wish he could come in and wrap his muscular arms around me. Instead of dwelling on that, I turn on the TV, but the news is bleak, and it pushes me into a panic, so I click through the channels to busy my mind.
I don’t know for certain what is wrong with me, but it’s best to act like I have the virus and take every precaution to keep Eli safe. Thinking about each moment Eli and I have spent together has my heart racing and my head pounding. I’m more frightened about him getting it than I am for possibly having it.
I adjust my pillow and settle on the Hallmark channel. Though it seems impossible, I try to get lost in a movie where illnesses don’t exist and all the sex scenes fade to black.
Instead of being cooped up in this room with horrible thoughts floating through my mind, I want to be on the couch with Eli watching stupid shows and playing drinking games by the fireplace. It’s become my new normal, and I already miss his company.
