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“Oh, Nonna.” Mom pulls the chicken Milanese out of the oven, and my stomach flip-flops. Not a good smell. “Don’t you remember the way she used to follow him around and the way she’d stomp off when Maddox and Callen wouldn’t let her play?”
I hold my hand up to my mouth until the nausea passes. “I was a kid.”
“Some things don’t change, Caitie.”
Nonna smiles at Mom, then looks at me, and my stomach drops. “You look green.”
“I don’t feel so good...” I feel it happening in slow-motion as I turn and dash to the bathroom. I barely make it to my knees before I’m throwing up again, only there’s nothing left to throw up since I haven’t eaten today, and I’m left dry-heaving as my brothers yell in the background.
“Should have laid off the shots last night, Caitie.”
Stupid fucking Rome.
Lucky chuckles as my body revolts, and tears stream down my face.
The boys are all decent pukers.
Not me.
Rome will actually gag himself to get it over with.
Just the thought brings on another round of dry heaves.
“Shut the door, Cait. I don’t want to get sick,” Lucky yells, and if I thought I could get up, I’d go back in the family room and puke on him. Dickhead.
“Here, honey.” Mom gathers my hair in her hands and presses a damp, cool washcloth to the back of my neck. “How long have you had this bug, baby?”
“I don’t know,” I moan and thank God for Mom’s obsessive need to clean as I lay my face against the toilet. “The smell of the Milanese turned my stomach.”
“Amelia, do you remember the way Milanese used to make you sick when you were pregnant?” Nonna asks Mom, and my stomach flips like an upside-down roller coaster.
“I’d have to be having sex to be pregnant, Nonna,” I moan.
“Shut the door,” Maddox yells.
“It was so weird because you didn’t get sick right away,” Nonna continues, and Mom brushes the hair from my temple as my eyes close.
“This is the first time she’s gotten sick,” Mom defends me.
No.No. No.No. My. God. No.
“She’s not pregnant, Nonna,” Mom tells her, and I start doing the math in my head.
“I was sick this morning too,” I croak. “And last week...”
We used condoms.
I’m not pregnant.
When was the last time I had my period?
Fuck.
I don’t even get a regular period.
For fucks sake, they warned me it could be hard to get pregnant.
