I put my palm on his head, and he felt hot, I needed to check in with the doctor to make sure he was on his way.
His eyes were closed before I even turned on the TV.
The door opened, and I knew who it was immediately. Only Holden would feel comfortable enough to barge in here.
I walked to the front door, “Be quiet; he’s sleeping,”
Holden dropped the bags he was carrying on the floor, “How about a thank you, nice to see you?”
“That too,” I raised an eyebrow looking at the bags he had.
“Toys mostly, plastic kid plates and cups, and clothes.”
“Okay then,”
“Was that not right?” He looked frustrated.
“I don’t know,” I shook my head, “Did you Google it?”
“Yes, and Google said kids need clothes and food, so I bought clothes and things to eat from.” He shrugged.
“Thanks,” I carried the bags toward the kitchen and went to make some chicken and rice, something my mom made for me every time my stomach was upset.
“I never thought I would see you like this,” Holden followed me, leaning against the kitchen counter.
“Out,” I pointed toward the door.
“So pushy; I’ll send you the bill for today.”
“Do,” I ignored him, trying to find the chicken broth; when was the last time I even cooked for myself?
“Wait,” I turned toward Holden’s back.
“Finally, you’re going to fall on your knees in appreciation for me,” He gave me a smile running his hand through his hair.
“I need you to get some groceries, have them ordered, whatever,”
“You have someone for that,” He scoffed.
“But you’re here,” I studied him, “Please,” I added.
“Well, just because you finally found manners, I will. Text me what you want,”
The rice was almost done when the doctor finally arrived. I led him to Emmett on the couch and gently placed my hand on his arm and wake him up. He rubbed his eyes, blinking at me.
“The doctor is here; he just wants to look you over,” I gave him a smile, trying to soothe any worries.
I sat next to him on the couch as the head pack doctor asked him questions and examined him.
“Well done, Emmett, was it?” The doctor asked, and Emmett nodded proudly.
I led the doctor to the kitchen that opened on the other side of the open area.
“What’s wrong?”
“Seems to be a cold, a bad one.” The doctor shook his head, “But I haven’t seen any kid with a fever like that, not a full werewolf at least. You said he’s from Alpha blood?”
“His dad,” I replied dryly.
“It doesn’t make sense. I want to come back tomorrow. I’ll give him some antibiotics, but they won’t do much but might ease some discomfort. Lots of liquids and sleep; try to see if he will eat.” I nodded I could do that all. “I appreciate your care; I’ll see you tomorrow,” I ushered him out.
Emmett was sitting up on the couch when I got back.
“Hungry? I made some rice,” Saying that out loud sounded so boring, so dull, “My mom used to make it for me when I was sick.” I added.
“Yes, please,” He smiled at me, going to get off the couch.
“I’ll bring it to you,”
“Mama doesn’t let me each anywhere besides the table.”
“It’s a special occasion. Do you want cheese?”
His eyes lit up, “Yes, lots and lots of cheese.” I laughed, going to bring him some food from one of the plates Holden bought.
“What do you want to watch?” He shrugged.
“I don’t really watch TV,”
“Okay then, I have a few suggestions,”
(Willa)
“Hi,” Holden gave me a two-finger wave as soon as he opened the car door. I thanked the driver and got out.
“Hi, thanks for meeting me,” I knew I sounded anxious.
“He’s okay, the doctor already came,”
“Good, and?” I let the question hang.
“Caspien and him haven’t burnt anything down so,” Holden shrugged.
Well, that was something.
We walked into a large building, a bustle of activity hummed as soon as I walked in the door; it seemed like a shopping center of some sort. I was too nervous to really pay much attention. Holden led me to an elevator that was almost hidden and swiped a card and his finger.
“Pretty important,” He adjusted his suit and smiled, gesturing for me to go first.
I watched the city go by in a daze, but it still took my breath away. The city didn’t seem so big being on the street but watching the buildings sprawl below us, showed its sheer vastness. Holden pressed another button, and we finally stopped at what had to be the top of this massive building.
“After you,” Holden let me go first; I liked that he didn’t push me to talk, even though he seemed like a talker.
I didn’t know why I was so anxious. I knew it was a mix of was about him being sick and worried he would be upset that I didn’t pick him up, guilty that I didn’t, and fearful that they wouldn’t like each other. Caspien and Emmett were so different, and I wasn’t sure who I was worried more for. Maybe neither of them would like the other.
Holden opened the door to a sprawling apartment with two-story windows, his open sitting room was larger than the entirety of my apartment.
I heard Emmett’s giggle and it sent relief through me. Caspien and Emmett were sitting on the couch. Caspien looked back at me and my heart lurched, he was wearing a plain white shirt that hugged his muscles. I had never seen him so casual. “Hi,” He gave me a genuine smile, one of his broadest, “Emmett hasn’t seen Pokemon, so we’re starting from the beginning.”
“Its’ great, Mama! There are so many different pets.” He bounced up and down. I rushed toward him cupping his flushed cheeks in my hands.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.