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Chapter 30
"Do you mind telling me about your parents?" I asked him, "I know you lost them, but...I don't know, I guess I just want to know about them."
Quentin sighed, looking at me with a certain distant look before he nodded, "what do you want to know?"
"I don't know...were they good people?" I asked him.
"The best," he replied shortly.
"How did they fall in love?" I asked him instead.
He sucked in a breath, looking away from me and towards the almost empty bottles of wine and champagne before he mixed the two in his glass and looked past me, "they knew each other all of their lives, I guess. My father's family lived right across the street from my mo
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"Just drink the medicine, Sarafina," Quentin pressed as he held out the teaspoon of cough medicine towards my lips but I refused to open my mouth.Me getting a cold happened out of the blue. It started at night with a few sneezes and next thing I knew, I was hot as hell and could barely keep my eyelids open. I hate being sick but who doesn’t?"I can drink it myself," I said pointedly, finding it pointless that he was trying to feed me medicine when my hands worked just fine."Just open up," he sighed as he frowned down at me and I sighed. I rolled my eyes extra hard as I tried to get the embarrassing moment over and done with. I opened my mouth quickly, taking in whatever it was he gave me.
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"Hey, how are you feeling now?" Quentin asked me as I walked out of the bathroom, wrapped in a thick blanket that dragged behind me."Even worse," I complained to him as I walked back to the bed and sat down on it. He handed me what was left of my bowl of soup, "thank you.""You'll get better," he assured me, watching me eat. "I've called a doctor to come in because you seem to be getting worse."
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I stood at the top of the stairs watching the doctor talk to Quentin. He'd arrived several hours ago, put his hand to my forehead and immediately knew what the issue was with me.I couldn't hear what he was saying to Quentin but I assume he was telling him what he told me. The doctor was kind but distant. He was uneasy the entire time he was in the room with me, mostly because of Quentin who kept growling at the other side of the room. The doctor told me it was just a little cold and flu and I'd be fine in three days maximum with the medication that he gave me.I watched as the doctor bowed in front of Quentin before he walked out and Quentin was in the kitchen, looking after the doctor before he looked up at me and we spent a few minutes just looking at each other.
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"I'm really not in the mood to leave the house," I said to Quentin as he watched me get ready. He sat on the corner of the bed, watching me with interested intense eyes. I put on my eyelashes and struggled to get the edges to stick to the corner of my eyes."Just get ready, I won't make you do anything that you're not comfortable doing," he assured me.The last 24 hours have been rough for me. I was finally mourning the death of my father. A man I never got the chance to know and Quentin was there for me and his comfort made me feel better."Is this what you do to look as breath taking as you do whenever we step out of these doors?" he asked me, sounding so intrigued."Yes it is and my goodness, don't
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"There's some really important matters I need to attend to," Quentin informed as he walked into my bedroom, adjusting his tie as he looked at me."Why? Is there anything wrong?" I asked him, nervously. My mind immediately going to his children. "Is it any of the children?"He shook his head, "it's just some pack issues I have to sort out. It's nothing too major," he reassured me as he walked towards me and placed his hand on my forehead, "you're getting better."
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I was enjoying every bit of my day. My driver, whose name was Lindsey was a sweetheart and a half. She spent the day driving me around as I entered as many stores as I could and purchased everything that I liked and desired. Lindsey had been driving me around for hours and carrying all of my shopping bags, so I decided to finally give her a break and spoil her a little by taking her to the spa."So, when are you going to tell him that you're expecting?" I asked her. Lindsey had told me about her mate, who was a warrior for Quentin's pack. She told me how wonderful things were between them but she was nervous to tell him that she might be pregnant because she knows that they're still young.She's only 19 years old and he's 22 years old, and they met when she was 16 years old. "I'm not pregnant, Queen Luna," she whispered
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Quentin was too uptight and too much of a gentleman so I was going to make sure that he let loose tonight, we would have a splendid time and I'd show him the much more fun side in life. I was personally excited for what I had planned and the familiar feel of butterflies in my stomach as I was getting ready reminded me of all those times back home before I would hit the town with my girlfriends. I would have the music playing and dance around as I applied my make up in front of a mirror and then decide on what to wear and play dress up. Before we would all pose for selfies in the mirror and then call for an Uber and be on our way.I was wearing a short one shoulder body con dress with a pair of thigh high leather boots. I had braided my hair yesterday and I let loose the single of braids and had them thrown over my shoulder.
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I groaned, unable to feel or comprehend anything else besides the migraine that I was having right now. I wanted to just lay down forever but very soon I felt bile coming up my throat and I shot up, rushing to the bathroom before I threw myself into the toilet and threw up excessively."Oh fuck, I hate drinking," I complained weakly as I threw up again."Are you ok?" Quentin asked me and I turned to see him standing by the door.I nodded, before I paused, "no..." I started to cry, "no, I'm not ok," I threw up again and he walked into the bathroom, holding my hair back for me as I sat there pathetically and hoped this would all stop."You drank a lot, last night," Quentin told me and I knew he was right
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