Catherine thought she had finally gotten past the morning sickness. For the past week, she hadn't felt nauseous at all, so she assumed she was done with that stage. But she was dead wrong. She was jolted awake again by that familiar, churning sensation in her stomach.
She tried to get out of bed, but she felt those strong arms wrapped around her waist again. As the nausea hit full force, she quickly untangled herself from Travis, scrambled out of bed, and bolted to the bathroom. She made it to the sink just in time, gagging repeatedly, though nothing came up but saliva.
After a moment, Catherine jumped when she felt a warm hand touch her back, stroking it gently. When she looked up at the mirror, she blinked in disbelief at the soft expression in Travis’s eyes. Her heart started racing a
