The next morning, I woke up having to throw up. I threw up twice. Then I brushed my teeth and walked out the bathroom and back into the bedroom.
Sean was sitting on the bed, looking a little worried. He watched me as I started to looking for something to wear for the day.
"Ariana?" Sean asked. He sounded...scared.
I walked over to him. "Sean. I'm fine. I'm probably just getting sick or something, don't worry about it."
He seemed to buy it. "Okay. But if anything unusual happens, you're going to the doctor."
"Okay. But I promise I'm fine. You don't need to worry about me--"
"I'm taking you to the doctor if this gets any worse. Period," Sean said, very firmly.
I got a little scared when he said that. Maybe because he sounded so stern.
He must've known that I had gotten scared by his reaction because he said, "Look, I'm sorry. I just don't want anything happening, and then it'll be too late when we really decide to do something about it. I love you so much, you just don't know."
That made me smile. "Awww, Sean, I love you so much too. You are the greatest man ever. I wanna spend the rest of my life with you."
A big smile spread across face. "You are the greatest woman ever. And I wanna spend the rest if my life with you too."
"Come shower with me, babe!" I called over my shoulder as I headed in the bathroom.
"Alright give me a few seconds, baby girl!" Sean called back.
Literally, he was in the shower with me a few seconds later. Probably because he only had in his boxers.
But that shower was the best one I've had yet.
