Berkley's' POV
I had never felt this bad in my entire life. I wanted to say I was dying from something. They said it was a combination of strep throat and the flu and it was kicking my ass. My body hurt so bad that every movement was torture. Ace had convinced me to get out of the bed and into the bath. He was trying to get my fever down. I knew to do this, but my brain isn't functioning.
He got me into the bathroom and the tub was already full. He stripped my clothes off me and then his. He stepped in and held his hand out to me, and I was already shivering and didn't want to get into that water, but he pulled me close and stepped over the edge.
We both sat down, and I curled up to him. My entire body was shaking, and I still hurt so bad. My teeth were chattering. I felt so cold,
