Chapter Thirteen

Storms POV

The next morning the first thing I did was jolt awake. I could feel the bile rising in my throat. I jumped out of the bed and ran straight to the bathroom. I heard Diego follow i must have startled him when I jumped up. He came in and held my hair just as I puked into the toilet.

“I’m sorry.” I said before I puked again.

“Baby don’t be sorry.” He brushed his fingers across my forehead.

I wiped my mouth and sat on the floor. These pups would be the death of me.

“Here’s a wet cloth.” Diego handed me a rag and I wiped my face before I wiped my mouth.

I flushed the toilet and he helped me up and back into bed. He went to his closet tossing me one of his shirts which I put on.

“I’m going to go make you some toast and get you a sprite. Might help settle your stomach.” I nodded and he went out.

I heard him rummaging through the kitchen. He came back five minutes later with a plate of toast and a sprite.

“Here you go love.” He kis