Zed freaked out. Of course he did. First night of their honeymoon and Addison caught the stomach flu.
She had apparently eaten the only bad piece of seafood in their meal. Or maybe Zed's body was just immune to rancid food? Who knows.
But what was for sure was that Addison got sick. So sick Zed forced her to go to the emergency room. To which the doctor gave her some generic stomach settling medicine and a very bland diet that she was not excited about. Especially, since it's their honeymoon.
That happened Monday night and it was currently Wednesday afternoon. The weather was perfect outside and they could be poolside or even laying in the beach sand if she wasn't 'sick'.
Addison sat pouting on the couch with a thin blanket draped over her lap as she stared out the open balcony door overlooking the ocean. Zed walked back in from the kitchen with a bowl of chicken broth for her. He saw his newlywed wife's face and frown.
"Are you ok?" He asked as he came to sit beside her. She huffed.
"No." She grumbled. He set the bowl on the table and scooted closer to pull her against his side.
"Is your stomach hurting again?"
"No." She sighed and turned in his arm to lean into his chest and stare out the doorway into the wide open waters. "We should be doing fun things right now. Making memories we'd never forget. But no! I had to get sick!"
Zed held her around the waist and rested his chin in the top of her head. "Oh we're making memories I won't forget alright." He joked, earning a glare as she peaked back at him. He laughed, hugging her a little tighter. "Addy, I don't care if we don't leave the suite the entire time we're here, as long as I'm spending it with you."
Her hard glare softened into a small smile before she stretched up for a gentle kiss from her new husband.
"I knew there was a reason I married you." She murmured close to his lips. He chuckled and stole a second kiss. "Let's order in a pizza from the little place down the road." She offered hopefully.
"You can't eat solids, only liquids until Thursday." He whispered sweetly in reply before getting up and letting her fall back onto the soft couch cushions.
"Oh come on! I haven't gotten sick since yesterday!" She whined in protest.
"One more day baby! And besides," he bent down so his face was directly over hers where she laid. "if you really are feeling better, the doctor didn't say anything about not continuing to consummate our marriage." He wiggled his brows suggestively. She giggled and pulled him down for another soft, slow kiss.
"You do sound pretty delicious." She countered slyly. He laughed and scooped her up like he had their wedding night to carry her into the bedroom.