Do It Again

Chapter 4

We left the Chinese Buffet and Riker and Blake took me home. They both agreed it would be a good idea for me to rest.

"Back so soon?" Rocky sat up when I walked into his room.

"Yeah." I slouched. "I got sick at the restaurant. Blake and Riker thought it was a good idea to take me home."

"Since when has Blake been making your decisions?" He got defensive.

I rolled my eyes. "Rocky."

"Did you get sick after you ate?"

"Yeah. Riker had me eat some weird kind of sushi and I got really sick."

"The stuff with the slimy green middle?" He sounded like he knew it.

"Yeah. How did you know?"

"Last time he made me try it I got sick too. You should be just fine by tomorrow."

My stomach started hurting again. "I think I'm gonna be sick."

Rocky chased after me as I ran to the bathroom. His hands held back my hair as I puked, just like Blake did earlier.

"I thought you said I'd be fine." I wiped my mouth.

He shrugged. "I said by tomorrow."

I shook my head as I turned around again to throw up. Rocky helped me stand back up.

"You brush your teeth, I'll make you some soup." He kissed my forehead.

"That was a nice way of telling me my breath stinks." I started the water.

He laughed and walked out of the bathroom. After I brushed my teeth I went to my room and laid down. I was watching the baby cribs and I saw Rose moving around. Rory's crib was empty. Ross took him for the day. Rocky came in holding a bowl of steaming soup.

"I made you chicken noodle soup." He smiled.

I sat up. "Thanks. Will you grab Rose? It looks like she's awake."

He handed me the bowl and went to Rose's crib. She giggled as he picked her up.

"I want to ask you something." He didn't look at me. "And I want you to answer honestly."

I crossed my legs and looked at him. "What is it?"

"Now that Rose is technically our kid, do you still want to have one of our own?"

I smiled at how shy he was being. "Of course I do. I'm not ready for another one right now though. I want to wait until I'm older and the twins can somewhat do things on there own so I don't have three babies."

"Are you sure? I know two are already a handful."

"Yes, Rocky. I want to have children with the man I'm in love with. I'm in love with you."

He blushed. "I love you too."

"How could I say no to a man who makes me soup anyway?" I teased.

He smiled. "I know I couldn't."

Rocky played with Rose while I ate my soup in bed. It somewhat settled my stomach, but I still felt kind of sick. When I finished eating I set my bowl on the nightstand and Rocky had me lay down. He took Rose with him for a while so I could sleep.

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(Rocky's point of view)