Page 49 of Gorgeous

I whisper to Cade that I’ll be right back. He may have mumbled athank youorgo away. I couldn’t tell.

“B, I think he has a migraine,” Anniston says.

“Does he get them often?” I ask. I’m curious because, well, I’m a sponge with anything concerning Major Jameson. I soak up any info they have to offer.

“No. Never. Has he been sleeping?”

I think through the past week with him occasionally falling asleep on the sofa, the guys insisting on not waking him. But I don’t know if he fell asleep with me last night. I’m guessing no. But I can’t speak for the majority of nights, so I’m going to go with optimism. “I think so,” I report to Anniston. I mean, I don’t sit up all night and watch him. Okay, just that one time. It was only for like an hour and he was in a common area. That’s a free pass.

“So, no dreams?”

“Maybe a few,” I amend.

She sighs and then inhales a big breath. “Okay, Breck. I’m calling in a prescription to the pharmacy. Send one of the guys to get it and then figure out a way to get Cade to take it. He’ll fight with you because it will knock him out, but make him get it down.”

I absorb her instructions like I’m about to disarm a bomb in a few minutes. “Okay. What do I do in the meantime?”

“Turn the air down and get the room colder. See if he’ll shower and drink a cup of black coffee. The steam and caffeine will dilate the blood vessels in his head. Pull the curtains closed and keep it dark and quiet. Maybe he’ll fall asleep …” She hums for a second and then says, “You can always try to massage his pressure points. Do you know how to do that?”

Not really, but I can Google.

“Yeah, I think I can manage.”

Anniston sighs, and I hear Theo say, “We’re not going home. Breck can handle him.”

Have I mentioned that I love Theo?

“You’re right,” she tells Theo before addressing me. “You got this, B. I’m calling in his prescription now. Have Hayes or Tim go get it. Call me back if you have questions.”

I hear Cade groan. “I will, I promise.”

Theo whispers for Anniston to, “Wrap it up.” His voice sounds kind, like he knows how hard it is for her now that she’s worried.

“I am,” she says to Theo and then whispers,“Text me when you have him settled,” before hanging up.

I want to say no as the jealousy bubbles up, but I don’t. She’s so used to taking care of Cade that I can understand it’s hard to let go and allow someone else to do it.

I find the thermostat in the hallway and turn it down to sixty-five beforeknocking on Tim’s door. He answers, damp from a recent shower.

“Cade has a migraine. Anniston called in some meds to the pharmacy. Can you pick them up for me?”

He nods, leaving the door to grab his keys from his nightstand. He steps out wordlessly and kisses me on top of the head before trotting down the steps. The love this family has for each other gives me all the feels which will make it harder for me when I have to leave in a week.

With a last-minute call to Hayes, I head back to the bathroom and kneel next to Cade, ignoring the “Leave me alone,” he garbles out.

“Anniston called in something for your head. She said you need to take a hot shower to help dilate the blood vessels.”

He moans, squeezing his head again, and I realize he’s going to need a little nudge. I turn on the hot water in the shower, the steam filling up the small bathroom.

“Let me help you into the shower,” I beg, my voice a soft plea. He turnsand swallows, grimacing in pain. “You’re not going to leave, are you?”

This man and his persistence. “I’m afraid not.”

He tries rolling his eyes but it must hurt because he sucks in a sharp breath and closes them. “Turn out the light,” he moans.

I do what he says save for the canned light in the shower. I can’t have him falling, can I?

“If I let go of my head, it feels like it will explode.”

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