EVELYN WOKE the next morning with a not-so-nice feeling of queasiness. She moaned and swallowed quavering as the sensation grew acute when she tried to sit up. She fell back on the bed, but that didn't help. Neither did Jason's big arm landing over her belly.
"Ugh... get off me, Jason."
Jason sat up in bed, giving her a look of intense scrutiny. "Huh? What's the matter?" He frowned.
Evelyn scowled at him. She felt terrible and he was adding to it. As she readied to unleash the beast of frustration right on him, nausea caught up with her at the same time. She almost didn't make it to the bathroom in time as she threw up.
Jason's expression cleared immediately and he leaped out of the bed with entirely too much vigor when she lurched back. "Are you okay? You look pale. What exactly is w
