CHAPTER FORTY EIGHT

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HAYDEN AND JORDAN SAT in Jordan's trailer for 'The Hospital Show.' On Hayden's laptop played a crackling fire place and Let it Snow played on Jordan's phone as they laid together on the couch. Hayden's hands were buried in Jordan's hair that kept getting longer every time they saw each other — which was most of the time if they weren't shooting for different things. "Can you sing to me?" Jordan asked Hayden, lifting his head up to meet her eyes. Hayden sighed and chuckled before she nodded.

     Jordan adjusted his position on Hayden's chest and listened to her steady heartbeat as she began to sing. "When we finally kiss goodnight, how I'll hate goin' out in the storm. But if you really hold me tight, all the way home I'll be warm." Hayden sang, Jordan closing his eyes. "The fire is slowly dying, and my dear we're still goodbyin'. As long as you love me so. . ."



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". . . Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow." Hayden finished the song and looked down at her boyfriend of two and a half years. She smiled at him, seeing him sound asleep. "Babe, baby." She repeated, trying to get him to wake up. Jordan stirred in his sleep before his eyes finally opened, a smile crossing his lips.

"So damn beautiful." Jordan whispered, lifting his hand to lean Hayden's chin down. Their lips met and Jordan soon turned his figure, bringing Hayden onto his lap. It was early in the morning and they were both having a day off from filming. They decided they would spend the day in their condominium, listening to Christmas music and just talking to one another. Jordan's lips travelled from Hayden's to her neck, Hayden moving her neck to the side so he could have more access. Suddenly, Hayden felt sick.

     "Wait, babe!" Hayden yelled as she got off of Jordan's lap and ran to their shared bathroom. She ran to the toilet and fell onto her knees, throwing up what she had last eaten. Jordan rushed to her side and held her hair back as she continued to throw up, tears falling down her face whilst she did so. When she was done, Jordan grabbed a rag and ran it under warm water before he sat down beside Hayden and wiped her mouth. Jordan set the rag down and wiped away Hayden's tears.

"We need to get you to the doctor." Jordan said, shaking his head. Hayden began to shake her head. She was fine. "Hayden, this has been going on for like a week now. We have got to get you to the doctor." Hayden continued to shake her head.

"No, no, I'm fine." Hayden told her boyfriend. Jordan looked at her, not believing her and continuing to shake his head. Hayden wiped her hands with the rag and nodded. "Seriously, babe, I'm fine. Don't worry about me."

"How am I not going to worry about you constantly feeling sick and throwing up literally everything you eat?" Jordan asked, furrowing his brows together. Hayden wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and leaned her head against the wall.

"I'm fine, Jordan." Hayden said with a shake of her head. She wasn't fine, and she knew she wasn't. Hayden gave him a soft smile and took his hand into hers. She caressed his knuckles softly with her thumb. "I'm okay."

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