When I awake next to Leighton I’m hit with another hurricane of sick. Something is clearly wrong.“I’m going to call the doctor in.” He tells me after assisting me with another of his back rubs.I nod and slump into the bed again.Ergh, I hate feeling sick.Leighton comes back into the room ten minutes later “She’ll be here in about thirty minutes sweetheart.” He tells me and sits next to me on the bed.“Thank you Leighton. I feel so rough. I can’t remember the last time I was ill.” “I know baby. It’s horrible to see you like this.” He cuddles me to his firm chest again, kissing me intermittently. “Leighton, what’s happening with that whole business with Antonio and those guys? You know the ones that hurt Maria.” It has been four months since I heard anything about it, I know Antonio well enough to know how much he cares for his sister, I know killing that one guy wouldn’t be enough to settle the upset and anger inside him.“Do you want me to be honest Abbi?”
