Simon POV.
“I don’t get sick,” those were my famous last words, I can’t remember the last time I got sick, I never get sick, I’m a strong boss, I run a whole ass mafia, I have the immunity of steal and still I got the flu.
“I have a headache, can you call Lucas?” I say to my wife, laying in bed, I don’t feel good, I’m sick and it fucking sucks, I don’t do sick.
“Sure,” she says leaving me alone in the bed and going to fetch my friend, I need some medication, and orange juice, and then I’ll be ready for the day. I closed my eyes resting them just for a second, I was exhausted and I had a bad headache although I just woke up.
“He’s asleep, should I leave him?” I heard Saint whisper, but I was awake, I opened my eyes and sat up, my head really hurt and it was hard sitting up.
“Boss, how are you feeling?” Lucas asks and I groaned, I was in pain.
“I’m not sick,” I say right away.
“Do you need anything?” Lucas asks.
“Two pills of whatever we got, orange juice, vitamins, anything we got in here that would help me,” I groaned.
“You’re sick? How did you get sick?” Lucas asks me, we stayed under the rain for hours, we shifted from shooting to chasing after each other in the rain, and we played like two children. Saint kept taunting me about the fact that she can’t get sick and that she’s stronger and faster than me, so we played chase, and I won of course I did.
“I don’t do sick,” I assure Lucas.
“Let’s check,” he says getting closer to me, he touched my forehead and shook his head.
“You got a fever boss,” he says and I rolled my eyes at him, I don’t think I do, I pushed his hand away and touched my own forehead I didn’t feel warm.
“I don’t have any fever, I’m ready to get out of this bed, the meds?” I ask him.
“Want me to get the thermometer? We can put it up your bum-bum,” Lucas says with a smile on his face, I threw Saint’s pillow over his head, she can sleep on my chest from now on.
“Can I stick it?” Saint asks.
“Saint, be nice or else,” I warn her, I don’t mind using the thermometer in her ass right now.
“Let me check,” Saint says coming toward me, she sat next to me on the bed and kissed the top of my head.
“Sorry, boss, you’re warm, I think you do get sick after all,” she says, I pulled her closer to me, pushing her head over my chest.
“I’m not sick, Saint,” I say, my hand going down to her butt pinching it, “I can do a lot,” I assure her, I can do a lot more than laying in bed.
“Hey, stop it,” she whines trying to get away from me, but I didn’t let her go, I kept my hold on her.
“I’m fine, I’m not sick,” I say again, assuring them both, but they didn’t seem to believe me.
“How about, I go get you some meds? And then we can have breakfast in bed,” she says, I rolled my eyes at her, I’m not sick but I’ll take breakfast in bed with her.
“Fine, go,” I say letting her out of bed, Lucas stayed in the room with me just laughing at me.
“You’re getting a private nurse?” Lucas says in a taunting voice.
“I’m not sick, but I’ll let her take care of me,” I say with a sigh, laying back in bed, she came back soon after holding a tray with food, two pills, and orange juice.
“Ah, thank you, Saint, come sit with me,” I say sharing my breakfast with her, I gave her the first bite and when she ate it, I ate it as well, there’s nothing in the house that can poison me.
“You two are too cute,” Lucas says looking at us.
“Get out,” I kick him out of my room, enjoying my breakfast with my Saint wife.
“Do you wanna sleep?” she asks after breakfast, I have placed the tray away and had her over my chest again.
“No, I’m good,” I lied, my headache getting worse, my whole body shivering with cold.
“You’re cold,” she says pushing the blanket on top of me.
“I’m not cold,” I lied as I kept on shivering in cold.
“You are,” she says hugging me, now that’s another way to get warm and I enjoyed it.
“There are other ways to stay warm,” I say my hand moving toward her ass again, making her groan, she pushed my hand away wiggling away, but I kept my hand there.
“You’re sick, get some sleep,” she says, pushing my chest, but I kept on playing with her, it’s a small wrestling match, but it’s fun to play wrestling, even if I was too sick to actually use my force to win here.
“I won, now you get to sleep,” she says laying on top of me now.
“Give me a kiss and I’ll think about it,” I say, she can’t get sick, she kept taunting me about it, and a kiss sounds good right now.
“Fine,” she says, her lips touching mine in a quick peck, but I took control of that, pulling her down over me with both my arms, taking over the kiss, taking control of the kiss until she shivered, then I felt satisfied enough to let her go.
“Now Saint, I’m sick, I need to sleep,” I say still holding her, needing to sleep it off, she simply nodded and stayed next to me as we both slept it off.