Page 13 of Seduced By the Boss

Chapter Eight

“Morning sunshine!” Cassie calls out as she walks into my apartment.

I groan as another wave of nausea hits me. I’ve already thrown up this morning, I really don’t want to do it again.

“Say? Are you okay?” she questions as she crouches down beside me.

“Yeah, the flu’s been making its way around the office. I guess it’s finally hit me.” I heave as once again I throw up.

“Oh, Say,” she says softly as she rubs my back. “Can I get you anything?” she asks handing me a tissue.

I sit back and breathe through my nose, not wanting the nausea to hit again.When it’s finally subsided and I’m able to move without fear of vomiting, I get to my feet.

“What are you doing here?” I glance down and see that I’m still in my pyjamas. I really should take a shower.

Glancing at Cass, I see she’s wearing a tight fitting blue dress, her makeup is done, and she’s wearing six inch heels. “Where are you going?”

She sighs as she follows me out of the bathroom and toward the kitchen. “Mom’s set me up with a date. I think it’s too early. I was hoping that you’d come with me. But that’s not going to happen, you’d be throwing up over the poor guy.”

I smirk, “What a way to break the ice!”

She laughs, “Yeah, but as much as I don’t want to go, I do.”

I reach for the countertop as I become clammy, I take deep breaths. “What does that even mean?”

She takes a seat at the island and looks at me. “I don’t want to go because I think it’s too early. Not only that, but I’m pretty sure I’m still in love with Paul.”

My heart breaks a little at her words. “Ah, Cass. That’s to be expected. You spent years loving him, no matter what people say, you can’t switch off your feelings that quickly.”

“He hurt me, Say, more than anyone ever has.”

I lean on the counter, trying to look like I’m comfortable, but all I want to do is lay down on the cold floor in the bathroom, close to the toilet. I’m desperate to take a sip of water, I feel dehydrated, but I know from earlier experience that taking even a sip will mean a sprint across the kitchen.

“Cass, it’s going to take a while for you to get over him. Every time you think you love him just remember his white ass moving up and down over Tina.”

“Oh God, Say. I can’t believe you just said that. I think I want to run to the toilet and vomit now.” It takes a few seconds and then she starts laughing.

I join her, but after a few laughs, I start coughing, and then I do the hundred meter sprint to the bathroom. I just barely make it in time, a good job or else I would have pebbledashed the bathroom walls.

“Oh God, Cass. I feel so bad.” I take a couple of sheets of tissue and wipe my nose and eyes. The tears start to fall then.

Cassie comes up behind me and rubs my back. I don’t know why people do that because it really makes you feel worse.

“Maybe you need to sleep a while and see if you feel better in a few hours.”

“Yeah, maybe. I know I felt better last night after puking earlier in the day. Maybe you’re right.” I feel the cold sweat washing over me. “Hold that thought, maybe in a few minutes,” I say just as I vomit again.

A few minutes later when I feel a bit better, Cass helps me off the floor and walks with me to the bedroom. After helping me into bed, which I could have sworn was spinning in the room, she reaches out and touches my forehead.

“Hmmm,” she says to herself.

“What?” I just want to take her hand off my head, it’s making me feel worse.

“You sure it’s the flu, Say?”

I frown, “What do you mean?”

She rolls her eyes. “I mean, is there any way that you could be pregnant?”

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