A Fuzzy Kind of Love – Part 6
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Chapter 6 – Under the Duvet.
Carter woke up to a crash in the bathroom. He rolled over in bed to see an empty space beside him where Abby should be. He got out of bed to make sure that Abby was okay. He walked into the bathroom where he saw Abby sprawled on the floor.
"That damn bin Carter. It's got to go!"
"Are you ok?"
"Yeah, I am now. I felt sick and in my hurry to get to the toilet I tripped over that stupid bin"
"Abby, are you sure you don't need to get your eyes tested? That's the second time that's happened!"
"Shut up Carter"
"Seriously. Are you ok?"
"Yeah, I landed on my butt luckily. Well, seems as though the nausea has passed"
"Breakfast?"
With that Abby turned back towards the toilet and was promptly sick.
"Guess not then!" Carter laughed.
"Are you laughing Carter? Cos you better not be or you'll be the one lying on your arse"
"Of course not darling. Can I get you some water?"
"That's the first sensible thing you've said so far today"
Carter fetched Abby some water who had made it back to the bedroom.
"Are you on today?" Carter asked.
"Yeah, I took an afternoon shift. In fact I took quite a few so I wouldn't be sick at work!"
"Me too. I'll drive us in then. I'm gonna take a shower"
"Don't be forever Carter. It won't be long before this water makes an appearance"
Carter took a shower whilst Abby lay back on the bed. She smiled as she thought of her four babies inside her tummy. The smile faded when she realised she was going to be sick again. She ran to the bathroom and hammered on the door.
"CARTER! Get your butt out of there now!"
Carter rushed out only to be charged down by Abby. He rubbed her back whilst she vomited.
"Ok. That should be it for today" Abby laughed.
"You need to eat something Abby" "I'll grab a muffin at work. Jerry's bound to have one"
"Abby. That's not a proper breakfast. You should know better"
"Carter, don't lecture me. I used to be an OB nurse remember. I know what I can get away with. Besides, everything in your kitchen sucks"
"Alright, we'll go shopping tomorrow. Compromise?"
"I don't do compromise. I love to win!"
Abby grabbed the towel from around Carter's waist and whipped him with it.
"Ooooooh Carter, down boy!"
Abby laughed as she looked down at the area where the towel had been.
"You know what that means don't you?"
"Oooh yeah!"
Carter grabbed Abby into a passionate clinch and all arguments were forgotten about under the duvet.
