You're sick not a baby

"Nice butt."

Diana nearly fainted when she heard that voice.

Did he see her when she undressed?

Her cheeks flashed red as her mouth fell open.

"what did you see?" she asked, her hands went over her chest reflexively.

Michael smirked and his eyes snaked down her body.

"You look irresistible in lingerie."

Diana glared at him, "I can't believe you have the strength to flirt when you are so sick."

She rolled her eyes at him and walked to where he was on the bed.

Feeling his temperature with her hands, she sat on the bed.

"You said it was a mild headache,"

She stared sternly at him,

"It really was a mild headache, I didn't know that it would get serious."

Michael joked but Diana was not finding it funny.

She was really worried.

"what if I came any latter? What if something had happened to you before I came? Do you know how worried I was?"