Boma watched nervously as Donovan took purposeful steps toward his phone. She knew that if he got hold of the phone and noticed what had happened, she would be in serious trouble.
She clutched at her stomach and doubled over, feeling like she was about to puke. Her fear had forced the action out of her.
Donovan was immediately before her showing concern as he placed one gentle palm on her back.
"Oh my baby, what's wrong?" He gently rubbed his palm across her back. "Are you okay? Come with me to the bathroom."
Boma allowed him to lead her into the bathroom where he took her to the sink." It's okay if you want to puke over here, okay?"
He bent her over the sink and continued to gently rub her back. "You should have told me you weren't feeling well. We could have gone to the sick bay at
