Again, I wake up feeling sick. It's been an entire week since I began taking medicine for this and each morning, I wake up with my stomach twisting and turning.
"Dillon, " I groan softly. His eyes open immediately. "Sick again?" he asks me and I nod in reply. "Can I rub your belly better?" he asks with a pout. I smile at him as he pulls me closer. I rest my head on his chest as Dillon lifts the bottom of the hoodie I'm wearing, revealing my belly.
He rubs small circles around my belly button gently. Creating small sparks and easing the nauseous pain. I sigh beginning to relax under his touch. I giggle as he pinches my side gently. "Do you think we should go see the doctor again?" he asks me.
"It's been over a week now and your heat is completely gone," he explains. "If there's a baby it
