"Kat, what the fuck?"

"It's nothing Colton I'm just sick." I leaned my head against the cold tile for some much needed relief. I should probably get up off the bathroom floor but what's the point? I'd just be right back here again.

"Sick, sick of what?" He tried to move me but my groan of agony had him moving back.

"Kat what the fuck?" Now he sounded panicked and a panicked Colt is not a good thing; he gets crazy ideas when that happens.

"It's morning ...