Betrayal
Disclaimer: All characters, plot, and setting are owned by the author Meg Cabot
Iluvmeg: When I wrote it sounded a bit weird to me too, but then I decided that it probably seems weird to Paul to.
Nikki007: Thank you and I fully agree on the Paul thing!
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Ch. 5- You to?
I guess he shouldn't have kissed me because, the next day he was sick to. Let's take a moment to laugh at the situation: both of us are sick so we started taking turns on who had to get tissues or anything else we needed. Funny I tell you!
We are both sitting, propped up on pillows, trying to fall asleep. Another thing about both of us is that we get cranky when we're sick. After 2 hours we stopped talking. I know…we are so childish.
When I couldn't stand the silence anymore I just looked at him and croaked, "I'm sorry for being so cranky."
"Me, too," he replied.
"So that's settled then?" I had to ask.
"Yep," was his quiet reply.
"Paul?" I asked.
"Yeah?" it came out of the darkness.
"What do we do if we're still sick when McKenzie shows up?" I asked carefully.
"We tell her that the shifters are taking a day off and that she can come back next week during business hours."
I grinned even though he couldn't see it.
"Gee," he added, "I'm glad it's dark!"
"Why?" was my very intelligent reply.
"Even I look horrible when I'm sick."
"Right…are you trying to tell me that you don't look like sex-appeal on legs right now?"
I turned on the light. He looked scruffy yet cute, and that's exactly what I told him.
"You have to say that because you're my wife," he said tiredly.
"Exactly," was all I answered.
"Honesty hurts!" he said.
"Okay, let me lie. You're the ugliest person I've ever seen!" I said into his ear.
"We are so childish," he mumbled.
"Just because you're a lawyer doesn't mean you have to act grown-up. Come on Paul, embrace your inner child!" I said.
That's when he started tickling me.
"Is that childish enough for you?" he asked.
I just squirmed in response. You know what? Being sick isn't that bad after all!
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Nina
