Baby Be Mine(Spinsters & Casanovas Series Book 1)(104)

“No, I’m fine. I’ll just go back—”

And then she hunched over the toilet again as another strong urge came welling up to her throat, making her vomit once more.

“Clarice, God.” Hunter started rubbing her back again.

After the sudden urge died down, she stood and rested against the wall, but her body was just so weak that she slumped against Hunter instead.

Clarice, oh my God. Hunter’s heart pounded, crying out for the woman in his arms. He wanted to continue to hold her like this forever, to feel this warmth transmitting to his own body. What was wrong with him? How come she felt so perfect in his arms? He couldn’t understand what was going on.

“Clarice?” His voice shook a little. “You’re clearly not well. I’m taking you to the hospital now. Let’s go.”

“Hunter, what do you think you’re doing?” Clarice asked hoarsely, pulling back from him, but she was just so tired, so out of energy that she let him carry her all the way to his car. But Anton, Fern, and Caroline intercepted them before Hunter could complete his mission.

“What’s going on?” Anton asked, turning to Clarice. “Are you all right? You don’t look well. I should take you to the hospital.”

“Fern will come too,” Fern offered. “It’s good if Junior Silverton has someone else to look after her while he drives.”

“It’s fine. I’ve already decided to take her,” Hunter said, tugging Clarice’s head close to his chest again. “And didn’t you say you have another meeting after lunch?”

Shit, Anton swore to himself. He’d totally forgotten about that other meeting. “Then you take good care of Clarice,” Anton demanded. “I’ll call you later.”

Anton watched his cousin leave with Clarice and Fern in tow. After the car disappeared from his sight, he quietly went back to his office to prepare for his meeting.

Caroline watched the entire exchange with fists clenched by her sides. This cannot be, she thought. She must get rid of this girl. No one else would get Hunter.





CHAPTER 24





“Please pick me up. I’m at Auckland Hospital.” Clarice left a message on Max’s cell phone from the pay phone, then went back to her seat in the waiting area. She closed her eyes, feeling so exhausted.

She felt so sick. She didn’t know her nerves could get this bad.

“Clarice,” a soft voice whispered in her ear. Anton, it sounded like Anton that night they were together.

Clarice opened her eyes, then immediately shut them again. She felt her heart hammering within her chest and her breathing became labored. It was Hunter. He was so close to her that she could feel his warm breath. Suddenly, a hot rush of lust hit her like a ton of bricks, smacking her right in the face.

“You haven’t gone home yet?” she asked, turning away to stop this yearning. She opened her eyes again and stared at the grey linoleum.

“Are you okay? I bought you some juice. I thought the sugar might help,” Hunter said, eyeing Clarice, wondering why she was so intent on staring at the linoleum.

“Do you have a straw?” she asked quietly.

“No. Why do you need a straw?” Hunter had enough of Clarice looking at the linoleum. Did she find that grey floor more interesting than his handsome face? He nudged her chin around to face him.

“I don’t want to drink anything acidic that can cause my teeth to rot. I want a straw.” Clarice closed her eyes again.

“You, Avocado, and your oral health,” he said. Then she felt his presence disappear again.