“I can get a private doctor here within minutes,” Roman said.
He could?
Holy heck.
That was nuts.
“It just seems like a small twist,” Alexei said grudgingly. “But perhaps she should get an x-ray.”
“No x-ray!” she said firmly. There was no way she could go on any records. “Not happening.”
“I bought every liquid painkiller that I could find.” Roman frowned. “But what is wrong with our painkiller?”
“She doesn’t like pills,” Alexei explained.
“But I gave her pills the other day,” Roman said.
“Um, yeah, I might not have taken them. Sorry.”
“Tut-tut. Very naughty,” Alexei told her.
“You should have told me,” Roman told her.
“I’m sorry,” she said with a wince.
Roman kneeled and grabbed the bags, pulling everything out and placing it on the coffee table. “I wasn’t certain exactly what was wrong, so I bought some other things too. Fever reducers, antihistamines, muscle relaxers, a heating pad, ice packs, nausea relief. Painkillers that are especially for, uh, period pain. This stuff is to help with constipation and this helps with diarrhea. Plus, some indigestion stuff. Oh, and some electrolyte drinks to help with the diarrhea and vomiting.”
“Who has got diarrhea and vomiting?” a deep voice asked from the doorway.
She didn’t need to look to know it was Salem. She couldn’t look. Because she was dying of freaking embarrassment.
Was Roman for real right now?
“Well? Who is ill?” Salem asked, walking into the room.
“No one!” she said quickly as Roman and Alexei both opened their mouths. “No one is ill. These two are justcompletely overreacting. All I did was try to help and what do I get? Lectured about going outside. Forced to lie down. And threatened with punishment and diarrhea medication. TIN!”
This is nuts!
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Um.
Okay.
Salem stared down at Tamsyn in shock. Then his gaze moved to the veritable pharmacy worth of drugs on the coffee table, then over to Roman and Alexei.
Roman seemed flushed and worried while Alexei was scowling.
Right.
So nothing new there, really.
But Salem was starting to think he was missing a few things from this story. Like how she’d come to be lying on the couch with her foot elevated and an ice pack on it.
And why Alexei had sent out an urgent message for them to get home and bring liquid painkiller with them.
He set his single bottle of painkiller on the coffee table next to all of Roman’s stuff. Did he buy every brand of liquid painkiller that the pharmacy had in stock? He shot the other man a look.