Holly
Holy woke up knowing two things immediately. One, her stomach was staging a violent rebellion, and two, this was not a drill.
She barely made it halfway upright before clapping a hand over her mouth and launching herself out of bed, jostling Maverick awake. She didn’t have time to apologize for waking him before she was in the doorway of the bathroom and her stomach erupted. Luckily, she had good aim and made it into the toilet as she dropped to her knees in front of it.
She retched and retched, emptying her stomach. She heard Maverick scrambling out of bed and running towards the bathroom.
“Babe, oh my God, what’s happening? Did you eat something bad?”
She gasped as she threw up again.
“I don’t know. I can’t have this happening right now. I have that family reunion this we
