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“I’m not taking care of you if you get sick,” she warns, kissing me again.
I gasp with dramatic flair. “I did all of this for you and you won’t even offer to blow my nose for me? Rude.”
Katie fake gags. “That’s disgusting.”
I bust out laughing at her face. “I swear I will never ask you to wipe my nose for me.” I tuck a piece of her hair behind her ear. “Now, how about we turn on a movie and eat the pint of ice cream I put in the freezer?”
Katie’s eyes light up. “Can we watch a fully grown adult movie?”
“Baby, you’re sick. I don’t think it’s a good idea to watch porn right now,” I say, deadpan.
She smacks my arm with indignation as I laugh. “Shut up. You know that’s not what I meant.”
“We can watch whatever you want.” I press a kiss to her temple and move her back to her original position. After grabbing the ice cream container, I settle back on the couch. I pay very little attention to the movie. Katie laid her head against my shoulder while we shared the ice cream, and now she has her arms wrapped around my waist.
My thoughts are spinning with ideas of how I can continue to woo Katie. Date ideas pop into my head. Some that involve Cody and some that don’t.
I want to shout from the rooftop that she’s finally agreed to be mine. I just hope to God she doesn’t wise up in the morning and decide to take back what she agreed to.
CHAPTER 15
Katie
Igroan as the morning light filters through my blinds. Being sick fucking sucks. Thank God Sue is taking care of Cody this morning. I plan to lie in my bed for as long as I can stand it. Wait a minute. How did I get to my bed?
I think back to the last thing I remember.
Nolan was playing with my hair while I lay in his lap. The movie I picked out was one I’d seen before because I didn’t want to have to pay attention. And I don’t remember anything else after eating ice cream.
Did he carry me to bed?
“Little dove? Are you awake? I’ve got coffee for you.”
He’s still here? The question is screeched inside my head. I look down only to realize I’ve still got my T-shirt on, but no pants.
“Uhh. Just a second!” I call out as I race into my bathroom. When I see myself in the mirror, I whimper. Talk about a hot mess express. My dark hair is wild, I’ve got black smudges under my eyes, and I’m pretty sure there’s dried snot on my upper lip. Gross.
There’s not a single hope for my hair, so I yank it up into a messy knot on the top of my head. A quick scrub of my face removes most of the leftover makeup and snot, and then Nolan’s voice pulls me back to my room.
“Little dove, I just want to know how you’re feeling this morning. I couldn’t give two shits what you look like.”
The panic from his surprise arrival has eased some, leaving my brain to catalog how I’m feeling. It’s not great. In fact, I just want to go back to bed. So, I do. If Nolan wants to be a part of the mess that is my life, then he’s just going to have to be okay with what’s happening right now.
Talk about jumping off the deep end. Good God.
“You can come in,” I croak. A glass of water sits on my nightstand, which was not there yesterday, and I take a welcome drink.
Nolan walks through my cracked door in the same clothes he was in yesterday. A pair of dark jeans sit low on his hips, and his light grey long-sleeve Henley is wrinkled. He’s carrying my favorite coffee mug that says Good motherfucking Morning while his eyes scan me from head to… well, waist since my toes are under the covers.
“Good morning.” Nolan smiles a devastating smile, and I wonder, not for the first time, how I thought I’d ever be able to turn down his advances. He sits down next to my hip and hands my cup to me.
“Thank you.” I sip the hot liquid as I peer at him over the rim. “Did you stay here last night? How did I get to bed?”
He bites his lip to hide his laughter. “I did. I carried you to bed when you refused to be roused from the couch. You were quite insistent about staying there.”
I cringe. Naturally, I would make a medicine-induced fool of myself in front of him. “Where did you sleep?”
“On the couch.”
