What Happens In Vegas Doesn't Stay In Vegas

Unwell

"Achoo!"

I woke up feeling sick. I hate being sick. It seems that I caught a cold by walking from my old apartment to Caleb's. I roamed around the unit but he isn't there. He left me a nice breakfast on the table with a post it note.

"I'm sorry for last day. Promise to make it up to you later. Be home before lunch. I love you honey." I read what is on the note.

How the hell will he make up for what he did? Now everyone knew we were married and I hate it. And what's with the 'I love you'? And honey? Sheesh. But I like it better than babe, but I like love more. Ed Sheeran made the word love so damn sexy.

"Achoo!"

Sheesh. I really need to eat and drink some medicine. I ate the breakfast Caleb left me. Come to think of it he really loves making breakfast and his pancakes were awesome.

I finished eating and put the dishes on the dishwasher. I went to the bathroom and rummage the medicine box for a medicine for colds. I found the bottle for it and popped a tablet in my mouth.

I found a roll of tissue and brought it into the living room where I threw myself into the couch. I was blowing my nose every now and then and I was feeling worse by the minute.

"Achoo. Achoo. Achoo."

I turned the TV on. I searched on through the channel. Jack TV. No. ETC. No. Nickelodeon. No. MTV. No. Disney Channel. No. National Geographic. No. Discovery Channel. No. Cartoon Network. Score! And Adventure time is on! I'm really a kid at heart.

"Achoo!" my runny nose is like a faucet. I had a mountain of tissue paper on my side. It seems like hours sitting in the couch and blowing of my nose. I laid in the couch while watching TV.

"Honey, I'm home!!!" A familiar annoying voice shouted. I was still in the couch being endeavored by my runny nose.

"Achoo!"

"Hey honey. You sick? Are you okay? Have you eaten yet?" He came running in the living room and felt my forehead.

"You have to chill Caleb. It's just a cold."

"I'll cook something warm for you. Stay put."

It's the 2nd day of living with him and it really felt he cared for me a lot. It was just my imagination or what? He spent his whole life torturing me or teasing me so I am really not used to this kind of stuff coming from him.

He was in the kitchen when I smelled something yummy. I sat up and looked at him while he was stirring something in the kitchen. Oh god, I had colds but I can smell that thing he was cooking. He looked at me and smiled. The most sincere smile I have ever seen in him ever.

"Just a few minutes honey, it's about done."

I leaned my head on the couch while looking at him. Moments later he was putting something at a bowl.

"Its beef stew. Eat up." He said as he put the bowl in the table. I walked up to the dining and sat in the table. I took a spoonful of the stew.

"So delicious, where did you learn how to cook?"

"Well, I believe in the saying 'a way to a woman's heart is through her stomach'. So I studied how to thinking it would be a help to get on someone's heart."

Wow. Juicy rumor about Caleb Waters. I need to know this one.

"Well, did you?" I asked and I could hear the amusement in my own voice.

"Well, I don't know." He said and smirked.

"Why would you ask her then? And who is the unlucky girl?" I can't help myself. It is juicy news alright.