Not now, I thought to myself as I continued to look for the restroom with despair and desperation on my face. God, not now.
Of all the times for my morning sickness to strike, it had to be now when I was in the middle of signing the most important deal of my relatively new career and when the father of my baby was only a few feet away.
I barely made it to the restroom before I collapsed against the sink and gripped the cold porcelain with both hands as another violent wave of nausea rolled through me. My stomach twisted heavily and I barely had time to lunge toward the toilet before everything I’d eaten today came back up.
I coughed, my eyes burned and my hands trembled as I flushed what I just vomited.
Damn it, I thought as I groaned out loud.
My head soon began to spin and my hea
