Chapter 26Adam
By the time we got back to Steve’s apartment, I knew something was seriously wrong. His face had gone really pale, and he kept squinting and shielding his eyes, even though the sun wasn’t very bright.
“God, are you okay?” I asked.
“Yeah, I’m fine,” he growled with a frown.
Fuck, he sure didn’t look fine. While I was following him up the stairs, he kept stumbling, like he couldn’t even see the steps in front of him.
“s**t!” I yelled when he nearly fell. “What’s wrong, Steve?”
He wouldn’t answer me until we were inside his apartment with the front door locked behind us.
“Is it another headache?” I asked. “Like you had at the convention?”
“No,” he groaned. “This is…much worse.”
“I’m calling for an ambulance,” I said, yanking out my phone.
“No!” Steve yelled, grabbing
