“No problem, but I get where you’re coming from. And is that interaction with Liam why you freaked out at the bar the other night?”
I nod. “Yeah.” My phone rings again and when I see that it’s Henley once more, my pulse spikes. “It’s your brother again.”
“He’s probably freaking out having to take care of Remy on his own,” Dilynne says with a roll of her eyes. “Just keep ignoring him.”
“I really think you two need to talk though,” Laney interjects. “Speaking from personal experience, if Fletcher and I had just talked about everything we were feeling a long time ago, we wouldn’t have wasted all of that time not being together.”
“You think I should tell him that I was jealous?”
Laney glances at Dilynne before looking back at me. “Yeah, I do. And I think you might be surprised by his response.”
My phone rings for the third time, and now I’m starting to worry that something might be wrong. “Maybe I should answer him.”
Dilynne scoffs. “I mean, you’re only giving him a taste of his own medicine, but it’s up to you.”
I only hesitate for a second before I swipe across the screen. “Hello?”
“Elodie?” Henley’s voice comes out panicked.
“Yeah, Henley. What do you need?”
“It’s Remy,” he says, and my spine instantly straightens.
“What’s wrong?”
“She’s hot, El. Like really hot to the touch.”
“Well, she had a fever last night. Give her some Tylenol.”
“I did, and it’s not helping. She’s almost at 104.”
Standing from the couch, I take my wine glass and plate to the kitchen while balancing the phone between my head and shoulder. “That’s really high.”
“I know. What do I do?”
Dilynne and Laney can sense the alarm in my voice as they follow me into the kitchen. “I think you should take her to the emergency room.”
“Fuck. Really?”
“Yeah, she could have a bladder infection, ear infection, or something else going on that we can’t see.”
“I’m scared,” he whispers and in that second, my anger toward him dissipates.
“It will be okay. I’ll meet you there.”
“Okay. Thank you.”
“Of course.” When I end the call, I look up and find Dilynne and Laney biting their bottom lips. “I need to go.”
“What’s going on? Is everything okay?” Dilynne asks.
“Remy has a really high fever. She had one last night, but not as high as what it is now. I’m going to meet your brother at the hospital.”
“Are you okay to drive?” Laney asks.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” Reaching for my purse and keys from the floor by the couch, I slip my phone in my purse as I slide my shoes back on. “I’ll text you guys and keep you updated.”
“Please keep us updated. I don’t want to crowd you two, and I know my brother will stress out more if we show up. But Elodie?” Dilynne says as I reach for the front door knob.
