Page 16 of A Dragon's Miracle (Fires of Fate)
“I was just wondering, my mom has this dinner thing planned and we were wanting you to come. Everyone's going to be there.”
“I can imagine,” Ryan said. “Your mom's dinner parties are legendary.”
I chuckled, because he was right. She was a good cook, and an even better hostess. “So, do you think...” I trailed off when I heard Ryan cough on the other end. “Everything okay?”
“Just a cold.”
“Again?” I frowned. “Maybe you should see someone about that.”
“Trust me, it's nothing.”
“Okay, if you say so... but I could... Wait a minute.” I stepped out of my room and went down the stairs to check our pantry. As usual, it was well stocked. “Are you at home?” I asked Ryan.
“Yeah, why?”
I checked my watch. “I'll be over in an hour or so with some stuff.”
“You really don't have to--“
“No argument. You go back to bed and rest or you'll never shake this cold.”
I heard him sigh on the other end, but at least he didn't try to argue any further. Good boy. I ended the phone call and went to work. I knew just what to do to make him feel better, and it was easy to focus on that and forget everything else. Ryan was my friend and I was going to take care of him. Nothing to it, right?
