Halie's POV
"Baby," he whined. "Please come with me." I gave him a sad smile and shook my head no. "I'm too sick to move," I mumbled and turned over in bed. "And plus, I still have things to pack. I'll fly out next week okay?"
"Fine. But don't take too long. I need my wife with me. I can't do this alone," he said and I rolled over with a smile on my face. "If we wouldn't have went on that honeymoon for a week, I could have packed up. It's your own fault," I told him and he growled.
"And I'm not making my aunt pack my belongings. That's just wrong," I added in before he could even suggest that. "You're lucky I love you," he mumbled. I giggled and patted the bed. He sat down and pulled me into his arms.
"Damn baby, you're burning up. Let me go get you some medicine," he told me and I sig
