Elijah moves to comfort her immediately.
“We’ll find her,” Pen says, leaning over and gripping Francesca’s forearm, before returning her full attention to her keyboard, her fingers flying over the keys once more.
“Where are you, Kat?” I whisper.
CHAPTER 54
KAT
Pain.
Rolling onto my side, I draw my knees up to my chest.
Pain.
I stretch out again, my hand clutching my stomach.
I try to sit up, but a wave of dizziness has me dropping back against the damp pillow.
How long have I been here?
Another wave hits. I groan, before rolling onto my side and drawing my knees up to my stomach once again.
My stomach roils, and I wretch into the bucket next to me, only this time there’s nothing left. The dry retching sets my stomach on fire.
When did I last eat?
I cough, the pain worsens, and tears leak from my eyes.
I close my eyes.
“Kat?” a voice from my dreams says. “Shit, Pen, she’s in here.”
Someone turns me, I protest as another wave of pain shoots through my abdomen.
“Jax?” I croak out.
“I’m here, angel.”
Hands that soothe follow, running down my face, pushing hair away from my eyes.
I’m dreaming again.
I turn into the hands, but this time they are still there.
I force my eyes open, but they struggle to focus. I bite my lip to stop myself from crying out.
“You’re burning up,” the voice that sounds like Jax says again.
It can’t be him, I sent him away, told him I needed time to think.
“Pen, call an ambulance.”
There’s a desperation in his tone.
“It’s on its way.”
Someone grabs my other hand and squeezes it tight.
