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Andrey glances at me and nods. “Okay. What do you want to talk about?”
As I’m about to talk, the nausea hits me hard and fast. “Pull over.”
Andrey immediately veers the car to the side of the road, barely stopping before I fling the door open and stumble out. My stomach lurches violently, and I barely have time to kneel before I’m hurling into the grass. I feel Andrey’s strong hands gently gathering my hair, holding it back with one hand while the other rubs soothing circles on my back.
“Breathe, Isabella. Just breathe,” he says softly, his voice steady and comforting.
After what feels like an eternity, the nausea subsides. I sit back on my heels, exhausted and shaky. Andrey is already by my side, handing me a bottle of water.
“Here, rinse your mouth,” he says. “I’ll find the toothpaste.”
I take the water gratefully, rinsing and spitting until the awful taste is gone. Andrey returns with my bag, digging through it until he finds the toothpaste and a small toothbrush. He hands them to me, and I quickly brush my teeth, feeling a bit more human afterward.
“Thank you,” I say weakly.
Andrey nods, then reaches into a bag from the back seat. “Rodrigo put some provisions in the car for us. Here, try these.” He hands me a small pack of ginger cookies. “They might help settle your stomach.”
I take a cookie, nibbling on it slowly. “Thank you, Andrey.”
He smiles, his eyes softening. “Of course. Are you feeling better?” He watches me intently. “Think you’re ready to continue?”
“Yes.” I nod.
“Let’s get you back in the car.” He offers me his hand, and as soon as it engulfs mine, sparks shoot up my arm and hit me right in the clit. I swallow and force my mind off the throbbing between my legs as Andrey guides me back to the car. “You need to rest.”
We settle back into the seats. Andrey reaches into the back and pulls out a soft, fluffy blanket.
“It looks like Rodrigo thought of everything.” I sigh, clutching my cookies as Andrey adjusts the blanket over me.
“Here’s a pillow as well.” He hands it to me. “Morning sickness can also be brought on by stress and anxiety.”
“Okay, Doctor Belov,” I say with a grin.
“It’s true.” He nods. “And you’ve had your fair share of that over these past eight weeks.”
“Now that is true,” I agree with him and munch on another cookie.
It’s not long, and the gentle hum of the car mixed with the soft texture of the blanket soon lulls me into a much-needed rest. As I drift off, I admit that I also feel safe with Andrey by my side.
I wake up surprised to find out I’ve been sleeping for almost four hours. I stretch in my seat as Andrey slows down.
“Hello, sleepy head,” Andrey greets me and catches me off guard with his playful tone. “We have to stop for gas before we cross the border.”
“Are we already in Derby Line?” I glance around. The world is still dark as it’s four in the morning, but the gas station is well-lit and has a diner attached to it.
“Yes.” Andrey nods, pulling up next to a pump.
“Do you think they have a bathroom?” I have an urge to pee.
“Can you hold it while I fill up?”
“No.” I emphasize the word. “I’ll be okay.” I see a sign pointing to the bathrooms inside the diner. “These bathrooms are inside the diner.”
“Okay.” Andrey nods. “Go, but be careful.”
I nod and slide out of the car, shivering as a blast of cold autumn air hits me. Fuck! I snuggle into my jacket, wishing I could take my blanket and heated seat with me. The toilet seat is probably going to freeze to my ass. It’s so cold out here.
The lady behind the counter gives me a large key and points to the bathroom. I turn and can see Andrey through the large diner windows, keeping a close eye on me. I wave and walk into the bathroom to relieve my bursting bladder.
