The Cop and His Omega by Beau Brown

Author:Beau Brown [Brown, Beau]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Beau Brown
Published: 2017-11-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Brock

I called in sick the next day. Running into Trevor the night before had fucked up my sleep, and I didn’t feel well at all. I rolled on my side and curled into a ball, trying to ignore the nagging nausea attacking me. I wasn’t sure if I’d eaten something that didn’t agree with me, or if it was just stress from the situation with Trevor. That had certainly been an awkward, sucky night last night.

I shivered and pulled the blankets up to my neck. Every time I thought about him dancing with, or touching another omega, I wanted to puke. It hurt like hell to think I’d never get to be with him again. I’d grown accustomed to spending many evenings with him, just talking and laughing. He’d seemed to really get me, and I didn’t meet many people who I bonded to so quickly.

That’s all done now.

My stomach rumbled, and I threw back the covers and hurried to the bathroom. Once there, I knelt in front of the toilet, and vomited. Waves of nausea rolled through me as sweat trickled down my face. I stayed there for a while, leaning on the toilet and trying to think calming thoughts. Eventually, I stumbled back to bed and crawled under the covers.

Around noon, the nausea faded, and I began to feel a little better. I got up, showered and made myself some toast and chamomile tea. I took it easy, reading and napping. By dinner time I felt more like my old self. I had some soup and then I went to bed.

My mind wanted to return to thoughts of Trevor. No matter how many times I pushed those thoughts away, they came back. My heart ached at the knowledge that we were over. I’d always known this day would come, but I’d hoped it would be way in the future. I’d also hoped Trevor would change his mind and maybe fall in love with me. Because I’d stupidly let myself actually begin to care about him, and it sucked big time with it being one sided.

At one point I fell asleep and didn’t wake up until the sun came through a crack in the curtains. I slowly sat up, thankful it was Saturday. I grimaced when a nudge of nausea wiggled through me. I’d barely eaten yesterday, so I didn’t think it was anything I’d eaten while home. When I stood I felt a little light headed, but I forced myself to dress and go into the kitchen to make coffee and breakfast.

When I cracked an egg into the simmering pan on the stove, a jolt of nausea slammed into me and I made it to the bathroom just in time. I dry heaved for about ten minutes and then I leaned against the bathroom vanity feeling panicked. Was it possible for food poisoning to go away and then come back again the next morning? I knew it could last for a few days, but did it usually go away and then come back?

I sucked in a deep breath and willed myself to feel better.

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