Page 36 of Take My Kiss
“Okay, never mind. Sam, you’re in charge of these two. Got it?” I grin, and he giggles.
Then I hear him ordering Bellamy to get them ice cream, and Bodie laughing in return. I shake my head, too busy to deal with their antics, but knowing my sister, she’ll smack our brother upside the head and make him do it instead.
Remy follows me down the hall. He’s been looking for Amelia all evening.
But he’s not the only one who’s missed her.
I took a huge risk showing her how to scale the fish by invading her space with my body pressed to hers, and fortunately, she didn’t seem to mind. When she relaxed into my chest and let me show her how to do it, I was tempted to lean down and inhale her perfume. It’s the same scent she wore at the wedding and has been ingrained in my memory ever since.
Everything was going smoothly until I mentioned fish guts like an idiot.
When I enter the bedroom, it’s pitch black, except for the glow from the bathroom. I flick on the lamp, then set the bowl and bottle down on the nightstand.
Messy blonde hair sprawls across my pillow, and there’s dried mascara on her cheeks, but she’s still the most gorgeous woman I’ve ever met. Buried under the blankets and snoring lightly, I almost don’t want to wake her.
But I’m worried she’ll get dehydrated and weaker if she doesn’t drink or eat something. Or has a fever and needs meds.
“Amelia…” I whisper, sitting on the mattress without touching her. “Can you wake up, darlin’?”
“Hmm? No, go away,” she grumbles without moving or opening her eyes.
“Can I check if you’re feverish?”
“Colton?”
“Yeah, it’s me. How’re you feelin’?”
“Like hell. Except I’m freezin’. I need more blankets.”
I press my palm against her forehead and wince at how hot it is.
“You’re overheatin’. Most likely a fever. I have some soup and meds for you. Can you sit up?”
She groans. “No.”
“Let’s try, then you can go back to sleep.”
Pulling back the covers, I help her sit up against the headboard, and once settled, she finally opens her eyes.
“Hi.”
“Are the kids okay?”
“They’re perfect. Keepin’ Bodie on his toes.”
“He stayed?”
“Yep, except now I think Lily likes him more than me ’cause he let her color his tattoos with markers.”
She huffs a weak laugh. “And Sam?”
“Oh, I’m definitely still his fave.” I grin. “Both ate their dinners.”
“They need baths before bed,” she murmurs. “But I should get up and help Lily with hers.”
“I’ll ask Bellamy if that’s okay. She’s out there with my mom.”
“They’re here now?”
