I woke up in the middle of the night, and instantly rolled to Zach. I snuggled against him, enjoying the heat his body was providing me.
Suddenly, a cramp sent pain searing through my lower abdomen, making me groan. Zach's arms wrapped around me as he groggily asked, "What's wrong?"
"It hurts," I whined in my half asleep state.
"What hurts, kitten?" he asked with concern.
"My abdomen," I whined before another cramp hit, making me groan in pain again.
Zach released his hold on me, then reached over and turned the lamp on. He jumped out of bed and rushed out of the bedroom.
When he returned, he had a glass of water and two ibuprofen. He set the glass down, then helped me sit up, before he handed me the ibuprofen. As soon as I popped the medicine in
