C19

For a week Indianna had been on bed rest. For a week Indianna had been trying to distract her thoughts from Rogue. For a week she had been succeeding.

"Go away, Greyson," Indianna groaned, bending over the toilet. "I don't want you seeing me puke."

"It's not the first time, sugar," Greyson said, holding Indianna's hair back. "It most probably won't be the last