“Ave!” Vince was behind me, gathering my hair in his hands and rubbing my back as I wrenched again.
“What’s wrong?” Noah asked with worry in his voice.
“Is she sick?” Sky joined.
I was too busy to reply.
Luca joined the audience.“She’s fine.”
I didn’t have to look over to know they were crowding the entrance. Not that I could even open my eyes. I groaned as another round started.
“Lie!” Sky barked. “She’s not.”
Gavin groaned. “It’s probably food poisoning. Maybe we set out the trays too early.”
“Lie,” Sky repeated.
Vince continued to rub my back. I flushed the toilet and blindly reached for the toilet paper to wipe my mouth.
The soft material met my fingers, and I blinked to find Noah handing me some tissues. “Thanks,” I croaked, and dabbed the corners of my lips.
Vince helped me stand and guided me to the sink.
“She’s sick,” Noah insisted. “I could tell in my vision, and now she’s super pale.”
“Because she just threw up. That happens to everyone,” Gavin argued. “Move.”
He pushed Vince out of the way and brushed back my hair, silently asking if I was okay. I gave a small nod, and he put his arm around me before making the guys move and leading us back to Luca’s old room.
“You two are being weirdly overprotective,” Sky pointed out.
I sat on the edge of the bed and stared down at the carpet, trying to gather myself. If my morning, or any time of the day because the baby didn’t care, sickness didn’t wrap up soon, I wouldn’t be able to brush it off. I couldn’t have food poisoning for days in a row without them demanding I go to a doctor.
“What’s going on?” Sky demanded.
Shit. A direct question was too hard to deflect without lying.
I squeezed Gavin’s hand.
I was stupid to think I could keep this from them. We might have been apart for a while, but they still knew me.
“Something is clearly wrong. You’re hovering over her, neither of you take your eyes off her, and she’s throwing up.” Noah stood next to Sky. “Don’t bother trying to lie.”
Gavin’s grip tightened.
Luca’s expression hardened. He wasn’t going to be the one to break.
I sighed. “Nothing’s wrong.”
Noah turned to Sky and waited, but he didn’t say anything. It wasn’t a lie. Different, sure. Unexpected, definitely. But nothing waswrong.
“There is something you’re not telling us, though,” Vince joined in.
“Yes.”
“What is it?” he asked.
“You have no right to ask that.” Luca stepped forward, slightly in front of me. “You guys made your choices. You didn’t choose her. That means you forfeit the privilege of knowing everything that’s going on in her life.”