Page 319 of Stanton Box Set

He shakes his head and rolls his eyes as he walks up the hall to Natasha’s bedroom. He stands at the door as he takes a stethoscope from his pocket. I quickly scoot past him and pull the blankets up over her. It is just getting dark so I flick on the side lamp.

He smirks at me. “You know I’m a doctor right?”

I nod. “Yeah, I know. I also know you’re a sex maniac.”

He rolls his eyes.

I smile and bend to kiss Tash on the side of the face again as I gently take a seat beside her with my coffee.

He picks up her hand and starts to take her pulse.

“What time will she wake up?” I ask.

He shrugs. “Between twelve and sixteen hours after she was sedated.”

“Do you think she has a brain tumour?” I ask.

He smiles as his eyes stay on her face. “No.”

“Do you think she has brain cancer?”

He shakes his head again. “No.” He widens his eyes at me.

I watch him silently as he pulls up her shirt and listens to her chest.

“How are you going with the period thing?” He smiles.

“Fine,” I snap as I take a sip of my coffee.

He smiles broadly.

“What?”

“This domestic version of Stan is very entertaining.”

I fake a smile. “Hilarious.”

He picks his coffee up from the side table and takes a seat on the end of the bed.

“What happened? Why did she get this migraine?”

I shrug.

“Probably because I am an idiot who keeps stressing her out.” I sigh.

“Did you tell her you didn’t trust her?”

I shake my head. “No.”

“Did you argue?” he asks.

“No, she was calm and I argued. Tell me, Cam, do you think Natasha loves me?” I sigh.

He smiles. “I hope so.”

My face drops.

“Of course she does, idiot.” He frowns. “Why would you even say that?”

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