Fussy Man-child
Austyn scowled.
While Kira was in the bathroom, he’d secretly checked himself for bad breath.
He had not eaten anything since he got off the plane.
His breath wasn’t minty fresh, but neither was it odorous.
So why did she have such a strong reaction?
Kira was amused by his long face. ‘It’s not you.’
‘Then what is it?’
‘I don’t know.’ She shrugged.
She was just as confused. ‘Maybe something I ate at the cafeteria didn’t agree with me. I’ve been having these bouts of nausea for the past few days. Giana said it’s because I don’t eat my meals on time.’
‘How long has this been going on?’ Austyn knitted his brows.
‘I don’t know. Two, three days? Or is it four?’
‘Have you seen a doctor?’
‘It’s nothing serious.’ Kira waved a hand dismissively. ‘I’m sure it’ll go away once I return to a normal diet.’
She had not been eating or sleeping well since the day Austyn went missing.
But now that he had come back, so did her appetite.
‘You’re going for a check-up tomorrow,’ Austyn said. ‘Kai will go wit
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