Seven Nights of Sin (Penthouse Affair #2) novel Chapter 28

“Presley.”

When I wake up, I’m curled up on the floor at the foot of Lacey’s bed with my head resting on a stuffed teddy bear. I must have fallen asleep after the girls did. The room spins, so I screw my eyes shut again.

Dominic stands over me and places a hand on my forehead. “You’re burning up.”

“The girls,” I mumble.

“They’re fast asleep,” he says, looking over at their beds.

I sit up to see for myself, regretting it immediately. A rush of vomit rises, and when a bucket suddenly appears in my face, I let loose.

God. I haven’t thrown up since the first time I drank in college. I’d forgotten how awful the sensation is. Like being punched in the gut and drowned at the same time.

“I’m so sorry,” I mumble, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

Dom disappears and comes back in seconds with a wet cloth and a glass of cold water. He wipes my mouth just like I did for his daughters. His eyes are filled with turmoil, and his expression is stark. I stare at him, soaking up every second of this tender moment.

“Here, take a sip,” he says.

I take the glass from his hands and sip. The water slides down my throat with the promise to come right back up later. Yep, not doing that again.

After taking the glass out of my hands, he carefully lifts me from the floor and carries me toward his bedroom.

I shake my head. “Just let me stay with them. I already have it. I don’t want to infect your room too.”

He doesn’t say anything, doesn’t even pause in his strides. He just keeps carrying me down the hall until we reach the master bedroom.

He sets me down on the edge of his massive bed. “You’ll stay in here.”

“But what about the guest room?” I ask.

“You’ll stay in here,” he says again, more firmly this time.

I nod, feeling dizzy.

Dominic pauses, appraising me as I slump over the edge of the bed. “Do you want to change into something more comfortable?”

When he glances at the jeans I’d quickly changed into before coming, I nod, realizing he’s right.