Kelsey's POV
Lucas quickly took the thermometer and measured my temperature again. Seeing the 102°F reading, his face fell. "Why didn't you tell me you were sick?"
I gave up resisting, my voice barely above a whisper. "I had my reasons."
Lucas remained stern. "No excuses. Take the medicine and get an IV to bring your fever down."
"No way," I said, grabbing his arm.
"Lucas, I can't take any medicine or get an IV," I blurted out.
Lucas frowned. "Are you allergic to something?"
I shook my head, my tone betraying my unease. "It's because I'm pregnant."
The pen in Lucas's hand slipped from his grip.
He looked at me, stunned. "What did you say? I must have misheard."
"I am pregnant, Lucas. That's why I can't just take medicine or get an IV," I repeated softly, my fingers clutching the
