Our Secret Dream 2

Nausous & Insults

⚠️Strong Language, Sexual References & Context & Smut Warning -> Continue at your own risk. 🔞⚠️

'Hey' a voice whispers close behind me making me jump and scream in surprise. I turn around to see Bryan chuckling behind me. 'Don't do that I could have drowned.' I whisper whilst trying to calm my heart. 'Dramatic much?' He whispers as I shake my head. We swim closer to shaw so that Bryan can stand in the water. I swim over to him and wrap myself around his chest, pressing my head into his neck. 'Why aren't you eating?' He whispers as his hand runs up and down my back.

My lips part and I sigh a little, how had he noticed? I'd made sure to drink a lot of water today...I even got Quinn to lie and say we'd eaten a large fruit platter but nothing seems to get past him. Im sort of wishing it was about the conversation Quinn and I had earlier because that would be easier to explain and get him to drop the inquisition of questions. To tell him that I'm just not hungry will just make him worry. Not to mention that I've been feeling really nauseous. Just the thought of eating something makes my stomach churn and I feel like I'm going to like.

'What do you mean?' I whisper as I press my lips to his throat, running my tongue over his skin. Maybe I can distract him. 'Don't play coy baby, you know what I mean. You haven't eaten since yesterday.' His voice is sterner now the tone somehow makes me shiver in his arms. I don't want to respond so I just shrug my shoulders. Bryan sighs and then turns us around, walking out of the water. He walks up the beach to the loungers holding me close to his chest. Still keeping me against him he gathers our things and sets off in the direction of the villa. Well I'm defo in for an ass whopping, and no I'm not mad about the idea 😏

He walks through the house and into the kitchen, putting me down on the counter top. 'Now your going to sit their and let me cook you something to eat.' Defiantly I shake my head and try to climb down from the counter. Bryan moves between my legs and clamps his hands down on my thighs. 'Don't make me tie you to this counter.' He warns.
Taking care of me in all ways was a huge deal for him and yet I really wasn't hungry. I know that if I tried to eat anything I'd just be sick. 'I'm really fine, I'm just not hungry.' He sighs as he brushes some hair from my face. 'Are you sick?' He asks, his eyes roaming over my body trying to spot any indication to being poorly. 'I'm just feeling a little nauseous.' I watch as his face shifts again from concern to nervousness. He looks paler. What is going on in his head right now. What ever comes out your mouth please don't let it be what I think your going to say.

'You don't think that you could be...' I sigh and roll my eyes as I cut him off 'I'm not pregnant Bryan!' I push his chest hard making him step back as I get off the counter, I take a few steps before looking back over my shoulder at him 'What is it with guys automatically going to 'is she pregnant' when someone tells them they feel nauseous.' I shake my head at him and puff my chest a little in frustration before mumbling 'Dick move'

I'm not mad, I'm not upset, I'm just done with this conversation. I leave the room and head upstairs to run myself a nice hot bath. He shouts after me but I'm done for right now, I'm both physically exhausted and mentally drained from not eaten anything to give me energy. The how water seems to relax the tense muscles in my stomach making me feel a lot better. I quickly dry off and get changed into one of Bryan's hoodies and some shorts. Maybe I should make a post on Insta?

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