"Are you OK?"
I jumped when I opened the bathroom door to find Daniel directly on the other side of it, and then blushed and stared down at my feet as I mumbled a response.
"Yeah, I'm fine; I thought I was going to throw up again, but it's not quite as bad as yesterday."
The look of concern that had been plastered across his face evaporated, and he drew me into a hug, holding me close enough that I could smell his familiar scent.
The combination of the warmth of his body, the comfort of his embrace, and his scent was incredible, but a wave of nausea rolled over me and I had to push him away so that I could go back into the bathroom and throw up.
The only mercy was that I had managed to close the door behind me so that he didn't have to watch me do it.
I wiped my mouth with the back o
