Chapter 51: Test Results

Mila

The sun splashed through the window, warming the side of my face as I slowly came awake. Oliver muttered something in his sleep and shifted closer behind me. My head lay on Lucas’ chest, while I’d basically fallen asleep on top of Ethan.

Dottie lifted her head from the cushion she slept on and batted her tail on the floor. I carefully disentangled myself from the pile of beefcake in my bed and put my feet on the floor.

“Good morning puppy,” I said. “Do you want to go outside?”

Thump, thump, thump, thump—her tail went nuts drumming a rapid tattoo on the floor. Her mouth parted, tongue dangling out.

“Let me go answer the call of nature,” I said. As I stood up, a wave of nausea overtook me. I walked toward the nearby bathroom, thinking it would quickly pass. Sometimes I swallowed phlegm when I slept and it made me a bit queasy, but it was always short lived.