I nearly gagged but stopped myself in time as I shook my head. Then I spied a pack of plain crackers and snatched them before Einial closed it up again. “Thanks,” I muttered. “Just feeling all this stress, I guess.”
Lucifer squeezed my leg as I opened the crackers. I nibbled them slowly, trying hard not to think about the whole eating thing. Just auto-pilot chew, chew, chew, swallow. Holy crap. A baby would be an insane complication. Huge. At the worst possible time in my life. But I couldn’t keep my hand from drifting towards my stomach. An insane complication, but also ours.
As we left the city and drove along a highway flanked by thick greenery, I pushed the nausea to the back of my mind. It was nearly gone now, and really might’ve just been lingering effects from Pestilence’s power.
