Chapter 19

"I'm pretty sure I'm the one who should have morning sickness, not you." I sighed as I gently wiped Samuel's mouth. He collapsed onto the floor, his body pale and hair soaked in sweat. I frowned at him, concerned for his health as he continued to lay there. I got up to get him a blanket and a pillow, neither one of us had the energy to get back over to the bed. Instead of leaving him on the floor, alone, I laid beside him. I wrapped the blanket around the both of us and sighed, looking at his face. I gently ran my thumb along his cheek, grinning when his eyes fluttered open. "Not feeling good?" I whispered. He blinked at me, "N-no." He began to shiver as he scooted away from me, mumbling about not wanting to get me and the baby sick. I sighed, knowing no matter what he would make sure he wasn't super close to me, so I stayed in the same spot. He eventually fell back to sleep, but woke up five minutes later to vomit in the toilet again