“You look gorgeous in pink.” I kissed her lips.
“Watch your mouth, Hamilton.”
I ran my hand down her thigh and stopped when I felt something hard.
“Jesus, Paige. Tell me that’s not?—”
“Just in case.” She patted my chest. “Now forget about it and let’s go have some fun.”
I couldn’t believe she came to my brother’s wedding strapped. Wait, I could believe it. She was still learning how to trust in my world.
Three Weeks Later
Paige
“Good morning, beautiful.”
“Good morning, handsome.” I smiled as he kissed my lips.
Suddenly, an overwhelming sickness tore through me. I placed my hand over my mouth, jumped out of bed, and ran to the bathroom. As I hovered over the toilet, Parker walked over and held my hair back.
“I have never known you to get sick.”
“I don’t,” I said before vomiting again.
“A few people at the firm are out with the flu.” He smiled.
“Why are you smiling?”
“Because I get to take care of you.” He handed me a tissue to wipe my mouth. “Back to bed. I’ll go get you a bottle of water. You need to stay hydrated.”
I climbed into bed and sighed. I couldn’t remember the last time I was sick, if ever, after the accident. Parker walked into the room and set the bottled water on the nightstand.
“I’m working from home today,” he said, sitting on the edge of the bed and running his finger down my cheek.
“What? Why?” My brows furrowed.
“Because I’m taking care of you. I don’t have to be in court today. I don’t have any client meetings, and I can work on the cases I need to work on from here.”
“You are being ridiculous. Get your ass in the shower and get dressed. I’m fine.”
“Nope.” He shook his head. “I’m taking care of you.”
“Parker—”
“It’s not up for discussion.” He kissed the top of my head. “Get some rest.”
I went back to sleep for a couple of hours, and when I woke up, I felt totally fine. Climbing out of bed, I went downstairs and into Parker’s office.
“Hi,” I said, standing in the doorway.
“Why are you out of bed?”
“I feel perfectly fine. It was probably a little bug or what we ate for dinner last night.”
“We ate the same exact thing, and I’m fine,” he said.
“Well, I feel good enough to go for a swim. Care to join me?” I smiled.