The Perfect Bad Boy by Sallie Steadman

Author:Sallie Steadman [Steadman, Sallie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2023-10-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Sarah

I sat in the master bedroom and waited for Warwick to return. I hadn’t asked him where he was going or when he was returning, but I grew increasingly nervous as the minutes ticked on. At five minutes to midnight, I crept down to the kitchen and wrapped the scones Maria and I had made and put them in the fridge. I was distraught at Warwick’s absence, but something else, something more significant, played on my mind. I’d been feeling nauseous all day. I never got sick, so this was something new to me. As I closed the fridge, a wave of queasiness overtook me. I sank to the floor by the fridge and waited for it to pass. I pressed my head against the cold metal and closed my eyes. Maria heard me in the kitchen, and I was mortified when she walked in and saw me sitting there, dizzy and miserable.

“Are you okay?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” I said as I fought off vomiting.

“Do you have the flu?” she asked, crouching beside me.

“I don’t think so. I never get sick.”

Maria studied me closely. “Are you pregnant?”

I shook my head no. I wasn’t, right? There was no way I’d know this quickly, was there? My period wasn’t late, I didn’t think.

When the nausea finally passed, I stumbled to the bedroom to lie down. Maria brought a cold towel for my head and a bucket in case I got sick. I thanked her and sent her off to her own bedroom before I passed out for the night.

The next morning, I was even more ill. I hurried to the bathroom and vomited. I sat on the floor and assessed the situation. Had Warwick heard me throw up? Was Warwick even home? There was no knock on the door, so I figured I’d been quiet enough, which was a good sign. No sense in giving him one more thing to fret about.

Is it possible I have the flu? It was, but it seemed unlikely. I hadn’t been around anyone except Maria and Warwick, and neither of them was sick. I gingerly felt my breasts. They seemed tender like my period was coming. Well, that was a good sign, right? I waited a few more minutes before I stood and looked at myself critically in the mirror. My eyes looked tired and puffy, and my body ached. I was also suddenly ravenous.

I opened the bathroom door and looked around the bedroom in the morning sunlight. Warwick’s side of the bed was untouched, and the blankets were still pulled up neatly from when Maria had made it the day before. He didn’t come home last night. Panic filled me, and I hastily threw on a pair of sweatpants and a shirt. Maybe he’d slept in the other room? We knew our affair would be over soon, and maybe he'd decided it was better to cut the ties now. I wandered from room to room, but there was no sign of him. Finally, I sat in the kitchen, a lump the size of a rock in my stomach.

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