Chapter 60 Christmas Morning Sickness
- Carley
- I feel awful, which sucks because it’s also Christmas morning. The guys will all be here soon to celebrate, and I’m hugging the toilet. There is a knock on the bathroom door.
- “Hey, Cactus, the guys just pulled up. Are you okay?” Storm asks through the door at his room. Another bout of nausea takes over, and I dry heave into the porcelain bowl. “Are you sick? Do you need anything?”