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printing out the picture Stephen had taken and framing it for Jaxon’s nightstand. The crew would have a field day with that one.
     
     

     
     
    Coffee was like crack to me and everyone knew it. Everyone thought it was funny to make fun of my severe need for caffeine. Amanda was almost as devoted to her coffee as I was, but she was a little, okay maybe a lot, nicer than me in the morning before she had a cup.
    “No one treats you like you’re going to murder them if you don’t drink a cup of coffee before you talk to them,” I grumbled. Amanda laughed and passed the creamer over.
    “That’s because I’m sweeter than you.”
    The look I shot her made her giggle. We ate breakfast together every morning before we started filming for the day. Even though I didn’t talk much before I had my coffee, we enjoyed sitting in the silence before the hectic day started. This morning was no exception; we sat at the small table in the kitchen with our cups in front of us. I took the creamer from her and added some of my coffee. Taking a sip, I almost spit it across the kitchen. My stomach heaved, and I ran across the kitchen to the sink. Deep calming breaths were the only thing that kept me from throwing up.
    “Is that creamer bad?” I choked out.
    “I don’t think so,” she answered checking the date. “Nope, the expiration date is three weeks out and mine tastes okay.”
    “Gross. That tasted awful. It smells so good though, but I’ll throw up if I take another sip. I must be hung over,” I mumbled to myself.
    Amanda gave me an odd look. “You should try to eat something; try some dry toast. The coffee might have made you sick because you drank it on an empty stomach.”
    She sounded like she was trying to convince herself of her words, not me. I stared down at the coffee and thought about why it might have made me sick. The last time I was sick like this, I was—
    “Oh no.”
    Turning away quickly, I bumped the table with my knee spilling coffee everywhere. I grabbed the towel off the stove and wiped up the mess as best I could. “I’m sorry, but I have to go. I…I’ll catch up with you later.”
    I ran back to Jaxon’s room and grabbed my purse. He was still in the shower, so maybe I would have time to leave before he got out. Turning towards the door, I ran into his very broad, very naked chest.
    “Where are you running off to, love?” he asked, kissing my neck.
    “Um…store?” His strong shoulders and defined chest and stomach distracted me. I ran my hands up his back and over his muscled arms.
    “Are you asking or telling me?” he chuckled. Holy crap, what was I doing? I yanked my hands back. I needed to get the hell out of there before he drug me back to his bed. My eyes traveled to the towel slung low on his hips; it seemed to be dipping lower with each movement he made. I closed my eyes to block out the temptation.
    “Telling. I need to go, but I’ll see you soon.” I kissed him quickly and ran out of the room before he could make me regret leaving.
     
     
    My head swung wildly from side to side as I dashed up and down the aisles at the drugstore trying to find what I was looking for.
    Where in the hell do they put those stupid things?
    I stopped mid-step. There was a joke that Lexi made about condoms and pregnancy tests being right next to one another because if you used one, you wouldn’t need the other. My head dropped and I cringed as I walked over two aisles to get what I needed. I shoved four boxes into my basket.
    Walking slowly to the register, my heart pounded in my chest. There were self-checkouts, thank the freaking Lord. My body relaxed somewhat as I realized I wouldn’t have to worry about some cashier selling my story to the tabloids.
    My foot was heavier than it should have been as I made it back to the set in record time. I would rather have taken the tests at my house, in the privacy of my own bathroom, but I couldn’t wait any longer.
    My fingers trembled as I ripped open