Both were good fun.
As he stepped into the room and set the tray down though, he became aware that something was wrong. He shut the door behind him and heard the click of the lock.
Then he stared around the room.
Where was she?
He heard a noise.
Was that . . . was she throwing up?
Fuck.
He didn’t know how to take care of someone who was vomiting. Why was she vomiting?
Quickly, he checked the tray of food he’d brought in earlier this morning. The food had been eaten. Had it made her ill?
He peered into the bathroom. It was ridiculous to feel this unsure over what to do with a vomiting woman.
Leave her alone.
But what if she died? What if she got dehydrated? Or got dizzy, fell, and hit her head?
Fuck.
He saw her bent over the toilet. Then she reached up and flushed it before stumbling to her feet. She leaned against the bathroom cabinet, staring at herself in the mirror.
Shit.
She gasped, then turned to stare at him, swaying precariously. He fought the urge to leap forward and grab hold of her.
That would involve touching her. Something he didn’t want to do.
“You.”
“Yes, it’s me. You’re sick?” he asked.
“Me? Nah, I’m as healthy as a horse. Never actually understood that saying. Are horses really healthy or something?”
“I don’t know. I think you should get into bed. Have you drunk any water?”
She shrugged and stumbled again as she grabbed her toothbrush. “I need to brush my teeth. Again.”
Shit. He was going to have to touch her. Walking over, he lightly grasped hold of her arm so she didn’t fall. North wasn’t great with touch.
Unless he was playing or having sex with Jared. Or hurting someone.
He definitely didn’t know how to give comfort or care. Or how to take care of a sick person.
She swiped the toothbrush over her teeth as he held her up.
“Where do you feel ill?” he asked as she tried to resist him leading her back into the bedroom.
Angie shot him an incredulous look. “Where do you think?”
He shrugged. “It doesn’t matter. I don’t really care.”
“Wow. You are so kind. Your bedside manner is amazing. I am truly grateful to you for kidnapping me, then being mean to me while I’m ill.”
