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“Shut up.” She sniffled. “Anyway, I need a ride home.”
I looked at the rig and the state of my clothing and knew immediately I couldn’t give her a ride. She’d probably have a heart attack.
“I’ll have to send someone over there. Don’t leave without someone from the club.” I said harshly.
Much more harshly that I’d intended, but I could just see the stubborn woman calling a cab because whoever was supposed to pick her up took too long.
“Fine,” she hissed and hung up.
“Fuck,” I groaned.
“Trouble in paradise?” Sebastian goaded.
“Up yours.” I said before calling the club to see who could pick up my woman.
Turns out there was only the president in residence; he’d have to do.
• • •
I walked in later that night to find Silas kicked back on my recliner, drinking my beer, and watching my DVR.
“Please, make yourself at home!” I said dryly as I dropped my duffel bag on the floor inside the door.
“Your woman started running a high fever on the way home, and I was worried to leave her alone. She started talking about her papa and thinking I was him.” Silas shrugged and took another swallow of beer.
I started stripping out of my clothes as soon as I made it past the hallway, and was down to my boxers by the time I entered my room.
The first thing I noticed as I entered was the TV that was playing Transformers, one of Adeline’s favorite movies. The second thing was Adeline clothed in only a pair of underwear that showed the swells of her ass and one of my fire department issued t-shirts.
She looked freakin’ awful.
Her hair was a matted mess, pieces here and there clung to the sweat on her forehead, and her face was the color of chalk.
Walking quietly as not to wake her, I felt her forehead and winced at the temperature. 104 at least.
Walking to my dresser, I grabbed the first pair of sweats I found and stepped into them before heading back out to the living room.
“When was the last time she had any meds?” I asked Silas as I walked past him into the kitchen.
“She had a hot toddy and some Ibuprofen at seven.” Silas answered.
Looking at the clock on the microwave, I realized that she still had over two hours before she could have that again; I reached for the Tylenol and shook out two pills.
Then I grabbed a glass of ice water before heading back the way I came.
Setting it down on the bedside table, I sat on the edge of the bed and smoothed Adeline’s hair back as I spoke quietly to her. “Addy? Honey? You need to wake up and take these pills. You’re fever’s too high.”
She groaned, sat up, and held her hand out for the pills.
Which she promptly dropped.
“Here,” I said as I scooted her closer to me.
With my arm around her back and my hand on her tummy, I held her still as I grabbed the pills from the table. I held them up to her mouth and dropped them in before giving her a sip of water.
She grimaced and then dropped back against me in a boneless slump. “Feel like shit.” She whimpered.
“Yeah,” I agreed. “I’ll bet you do.”
