Page 25 of Carver's Obsession

“She was still sleeping when I left her,” he said.

“How is she doing?” Kristina asked.

“She had a massive headache this morning.” Carver turned to Willow and narrowed his eyes. “She’s been told it gets better every time. Willow, you wouldn’t happen to know who told her that bullshit?”

He gritted his teeth when the woman rolled her eyes and snorted. That woman needed to get beat more often.

“I did. What’s the big deal?”

“It made her really sick. I don’t want her to do it again,” Carver said. He was shocked when almost everyone laughed.

“I hate to tell you this, but the girls will keep doing whatever they want,” Feral said.

“You can’t control them?” Carver said.

Striker laughed behind him. “Fuck, no. But think of it this way. It gives us a reason to punish them.”

Carver would have to think about that. “I’m going to check on her.”

“I can do it,” Jana said.

“No. I got it.”

Carver walked out of the room and up the stairs. He listened at his door before opening it.

The bed and bathroom were empty. He couldn’t understand the sense of panic he felt. He knew she was in the building and probably just down the hallway. But he knew he wouldn’t relax until he saw her. He went to her room and knocked.

“Come in,” she said.

His eyes scanned over her, and he was disappointed that she was dressed. “Are you sure you’re up for getting out of bed?”

“Yes, I think moving around will help. The headache is about gone, thanks to you.”

He was still skeptical but let it slide. He wasn’t used to caring for anyone but himself. He decided he’d watch her for the next few hours, and if it looked like she was getting worse, he’d take her up to his room.

“I want you to move into my room.” The words were out of his mouth before he considered the fact that he’d never lived with a woman before, but he wasn’t going to change his mind.

Chapter Fifteen

She was shocked. She hadn’t thought he’d want that. At least for a while. “Oh, wow.” As much as she wanted to say yes, she wasn’t sure if her sister wanted her to stay on. It felt like she was pushing herself on Jana. And that’s the last thing she wanted to do.

He crossed his arms over his chest and scowled. “What’s the problem?”

Erica looked away. “It’s just that I’m not sure I’ll be staying here. I can always get a job and apartment in town, and we could still see each other.”

“What makes you think I’d let you go?” he asked.

“I don’t know. I know I won’t stay where I make people uncomfortable.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?” he asked.

Erica sighed. Her headache was starting to reappear. “Can we talk about this later?”

He scowled but let it go. “Let’s get some food in you. It will help with your headache.”

The thought of food made her stomach growl and at the same time made her nauseous. She’d eat something but she would stay away from the greasy things.

He took her hand and led her down the stairs and into the kitchen.

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