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Which means…what, exactly? What are my choices here? I could always steal his car, but––
My phone buzzes again, and I ignore the call, sending Mom to voicemail.
Dammit.
Dammit, dammit, dammit.
“Kate?” Mack croaks, his voice rusty and raspy and oh, so attractive that if we were in any other set of circumstances, I’d probably jump his bones under the guise of being in duress and not thinking clearly.
Shoving aside the thought, I keep my head resting against his broad chest and mutter, “Hey.”
“Why are you awake?” He stifles a yawn against his hand. “Is everything okay?”
“Um…no?” I offer dryly, fighting the urge to cry.
Sensing my hesitation, he sits up a little more and looks down at me. “What’s wrong?”
Chewing my lower lip, I keep my gaze glued to the window and answer, “I, uh, I wasn’t planning on having a sleepover.”
His chuckle warms my insides. “Neither was I.”
My phone buzzes again.
“You sure everything’s okay?” he prods.
“Uh, yeah. It’s my mom.”
“You gonna answer it?”
I send the call to voicemail again. “Nope.”
“Kate, what’s wrong?” he demands. Whatever sleepiness had been in his tired features is officially gone, replaced with concern as he fully sits up in the bed.
My phone buzzes another time, and I close my eyes, regret pooling in my stomach.
“Answer it,” he orders. “It’s late. It could be an emergency.”
“It isn’t. She’s calling because I usually text her to tell her when I’ve taken my medicine.”
He hesitates, his forehead wrinkling. “Didyou take your medicine?”
“Um…”
“Kate,” he warns.
Grimacing, I mutter, “I forgot?”
“Well, is it here? Is it on you?”
“I usually keep my emergency pills in my backpack, but I forgot to replace them the last time I used them, so…”
He closes his eyes, the weight of his realization hitting like a sucker punch. “So, you don’t have your medication.”
Guilt sits like a stone in my stomach. “Nope. I’ll be fine without it for one night. It’s already almost two in the morning––”
The incessant buzzing from my phone starts up again, and I groan.
“Answer it,” he orders. “Tell your mom we’re going to pick up your medicine right now.”
