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His hazel eyes shimmered with tears. “I-I...”
“It’s okay,” I said. “I know it’s a lot, maybe even too much.”
“That’s not it.”
“Your boyfriend?”
He smiled. “I don’t have a boyfriend.”
I pushed the hair back from his face. “Just, just think about it. Don’t say anything now. Think about us, how good and right this feels.” I saw the emotion in his face, the way his eyes warmed to me. “Need some help getting the pizza ready?”
“Are you kidding?” Holt scoffed. “Go sit on the couch. We’ll Netflix and chill.” When I grinned, he rolled his eyes. “Just Netflix and chill, Watson. Now go. I have some Wild and Reckless ice cream in the freezer for later.” He smacked at my hands when I tried to get handsy with him.
After we ate the pizza Holt cooked, which was fantastic as always, we ended up cuddled up on the couch. Holt lay between my legs, his small frame over mine, and our legs twisted together. I could freely admit Netflix and chill was nice, even when it was just that. I had my arms wrapped around his torso, running my hands through his dark hair, and it was, well, it was fucking perfect.
“You still awake?” I asked, dragging my nails over his scalp just to hear the sexy groan I knew he would release when I did it. I had come to realize he liked it as much as I did when he soothed my cheekbones with the pads of his thumbs.
He nodded. “I’m awake.”
“Yes, but how awake?”
“I’m awake, so no, you can’t take advantage of me.”
I smiled to myself. “I didn’t touch those girls the other night. When you were out with Carson, and I saw you at the bar.” I felt like I needed him to know.
“Okay,” he grumbled.
“I just... I thought I could, you know, be like the old me before the accident, but I... You were all I could think about. All I wanted, and even though I thought if I got lost in them, it would help, I couldn’t do it.” I sighed, and then Holt twisted his body around so that he was on his stomach, looking up at me with those hazel eyes, his dark hair all messy from my fingers. “You’re so—fuck, you’re gorgeous,” I heard myself tell him.
Holt blushed. “I’m glad you didn’t touch them, Watson, but I have no right to be mad at you if you did.” He started to move onto his back, but I stopped him.
“Come here. Sit on my lap,” I whispered.
Holt didn’t hesitate to do what I asked, and when he was straddling me, I buried my face in his neck. “You ever get a good look at yourself, Watson?” he asked as he raked his hands through my hair. “You’re pretty damn special, too.”
“Thank you.” I held him tighter. “I never thought...” I pulled back to look at him. “Have you ever been in love before or—”
My body suddenly went stiff. My eyes rolled back, and my body began to shake.
“Watson? Holy shit, Watson?” I could hear Holt talking to me, but I couldn’t answer him. “Jesus Christ.” He sounded like he might be crying. “It’s okay. I’m right here,” he assured me, his hands cupping my face. “Can you hear me? Are you with me, baby?”
My lids were so heavy—my body, too—and all I wanted to do was sleep.
“No, no, don’t pass out on me. I think you just had a seizure.”
“What?” I mumbled. My eyes focused in on Holt’s face for a second. Did he say I had a seizure?
He climbed from my lap. “I need to call your neurologist.”
“Don’t—Please don’t leave me.” I reached for him, but Holt slipped from my grasp. “I’m scared,” I whispered as I realized what he just said.
Holt stopped and moved back to lace his fingers through mine. “I know. Watson, I’ll be right back,” he promised, but before he came back, I slipped off into darkness.
***
I was absolutely drained.
Holt had called the doctor’s office and got the on-call staff, who had stated that I needed to go to the emergency room, which I refused to do because I hated the thought of going to the hospital. So instead, first thing the next morning, he called the office again, and I was told to come right in.
