Jane

My cheek is pressed to the cool wood floor as a pair of large, heavy boots approach from the doorway. They stop a few feet from face, and while I want to cower from Ethan’s anger, l’m also beyond relieved that he’s here. I don’t get sick often, and when I do I usually have to just power through – no matter how terrible I feel.

One of the joys of single parenting is that there’s no backup in times like these, no one to step in and take care of your responsibilities when you aren’t up to the, task.

Linda has been taking care of me of course, and though I love her, she’s simply not the one l want. My wolf has been aching for Ethan, craving her mate in a time of need.

My hazy brain reels with the realization that I’ve started thinking of Ethan as my mate again, but in some ways it’s not a surprise. Il always yearn for Ethan when I feel poorly, but this is the first time since the divorce I might actually get my wish.

I don’t even realize l’ve closed my eyes until l feel Ethan’s soothing touch, his tender hands stroking down my back as he kneels down next to me. Blinking up at him, my vision blurs slightly and I emit a piteous m0an.

“I’m dying”

A sympathetic purr rumbles in Ethan’s ch3st, “Poor baby.” He croons, sliding his arms beneath me, “come on, let’s get you off the floor”

“l don’t think I can” I tell him, not processing the fact that l’ve already left the ground.

“Don’t worry about it, sweetheart.” He advises, gathering me to his chest, “‘ve got you.”

The next thing I know we’re in the hallway, and Ethan is sweeping past Linda and Eric, carrying me up a flight of stairs, “Where are we going?” I murmur, trying to remember if we walked this way when we snuck on board.

“I’m taking you to my cabin” Ethan informs me, and then l’m calling the ship’s medic.”

I don’t want a medic.” I complain deliriously, “1 just want you.”

concern. I don’t think he objects to

ears. I promised myself I wouldn’t make any decisions about our relationship until we had time to see if things could work between us, if I

should have come to me

scent. “You’re out of it.” I slur, reaching for the buttons of his shirt so I can undo the top and expose his bare skin. When I succeed, I sigh happily and press my cheek to his muscular pec. His arms tighten around me protectively, and he starts to purr again, though I don’t think he realizes he’s

get me to his cabin before another bout of nausea can send me over the edge, but

a moment, Jane.” He promises, prying

room a cabin was a bit of an understatement. It looks as though Ethan booked the ship’s owner’s suite, which is fitted with every luxury possible. There’s a balcony running the length of the room, one whose doors are already open and sending cool ocean breezes over my clammy skin. The mattress beneath me is as big as my bed at home, and l’m surrounded on all sides by plush covers. There’s a state of the art kitchen, a sitting area, office and a bathroom with

windowless berths the staff occupy,

as quickly as he left, a woman in a paramedic uniform trailing behind him. I reach for Ethan as he nears and he settles on the edge of the

attempt to clamber into his la*p completely, he bends his l!ps to my ear.”Just let her check you out first.”

disapproving expression has me settling back down with my head on his powerful thighs, and then the medic steps forward with a

needs to know. “Have you been able to keep anything

admit hoarsely. It was not

get water into me since l started vomiting, to

put an |Vin your

make you sleep a lot, but that’s a

nod in agreement, and Ethan strokes my hair. “ls there anything I can do to help her when

like hot baths. You can also go to the galley and get some ginger ale, saltines, broth – things like that. She probably won’t

know what I need to comfort me, and Ethan

me in their crosshairs, “Do you realize you just said that out loud?” He questions, his

my eyes

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