"It's ok," I said, truthfully. It really was. She could show up in any condition she wanted, and I'd welcome her with open arms. I waited patiently for her to make a move. Secretly, I was hoping she would go through her usual ritual of hugging me and then, with luck, sucking on my neck. God damnit. I seriously needed to stop thinking like that!
A full minute passed and she still had the same expression on her face. And she wasn't looking at me. Something definitely felt wrong. When she started to sway a little, I quickly stepped forward and took hold of her shoulders. When she looked into my eyes, I whispered, "Are you ok?"
Liv nodded slowly, and a small, weak smile appeared on her face. Narrowing my eyes with concern, I asked, "Are you gonna puke again?"
She shook her head. Then her sm
