Kissed Blind (A Hot Pursuit Novel Book 2) by Emerson Shaw Page A

they both do.” He shook his head. “She must have been in a shopping coma and forgot herself, or just assumed.” He snatched the cup and tossed it in the trash.
    “So,” the doctor said, laying an iPad down on the island. He tapped away entering information into a digital form. “I gave her a second precautionary dose of epinephrine. She really should go to the hospital for observation, but since she’s refused, I’ll be back in the morning to check on her. She’s going to feel hyped up and maybe anxious. Make sure she gets plenty of fluids and rest.”
    “I’ll make sure she has every need met, doctor. Thank you so much for rushing here on such short notice. Cici will take care of anything else you need.”
    Cici returned to the kitchen on the heels of Oliver’s words. “She says she’s nauseous.”
    The doctor bobbed his head. “That’s normal. Have her eat some crackers for now, or something else that will be easy on her stomach. Any clear carbonated beverage, like Sprite, should help settle her stomach as well.”
    “Absolutely.” Oliver inhaled deeply, and the veins in his neck bulged under the extra pressure of the breath he was holding.
    Cici started to say something and stopped herself.
    “Speak up,” Oliver said. Exhaustion hit him hard, concealing his eyes in a shadow.
    “It’s just that crackers are carbs and she won’t eat them.” She glanced around the room and avoided Oliver’s eyes.
    “Tell her doctor’s orders,” the doctor chimed in.
    “And tell her I said so too, if she puts up any fight.” He held up a finger. “Actually, I’ll take them to her myself. I have my ways. After all the years we’ve been married, I’d like to say I know her better than anyone else.”
    “She was lucky you came home when you did. And thank goodness you were familiar with the problem and handled it perfectly. If you’d been much later, who knows what would have happened.” The doctor finished entering the information onto the screen and pushed it in Oliver’s direction.
    “I know, doc, I don’t even want to think about it.” Oliver gave the doctor a firm pat on his shoulder and shook his hand.
    “I just need you to sign here.” After Oliver scribbled his signature, the doctor handed him a small bottle of pills. “Should she have any issues resting, give her one of these. It will make her comfortable for the evening.”
    “Thanks,” Oliver said, and Cici escorted the doctor to the door.
    “Vance, I’m sorry to ask this, I know it’s not in the job description, but would you mind going with Cici to get Camille some soup? Cici knows what she likes. There’s a Japanese place close by, right? I’ll be able to get a few crackers in her, but the soup she won’t refuse.”
    “It’s no problem at all.” Vance and Cici smiled at each other. “I know a great restaurant just across the way. We shouldn’t be more than twenty minutes.”
    I wanted to protest them leaving by themselves but couldn’t think of any logical reason. I watched them walk out the door together. Oliver went up to check on Camille and returned a few minutes later.
    In the living room, he slumped back on the couch. “Join me for a second, Diana. Keep me company.”
    It was surreal hearing him say those words to me, and I happily obliged. “Is she feeling better?” I sat in the chair next to him.
    “She’s jittery, but if Camille can have her miso soup then all will be right with the world. Getting Camille to eat sometimes is a challenge.”
    “I bet it’s tough for her constantly having her looks scrutinized.”
    “We’ve both done it for so long it’s normal. Well, as normal as this life can be anyway.”
    “Pretty crazy sometimes, huh?”
    “Yeah, but unfortunately male and female actors fight different battles. A man can get roles well into his senior years. Most actresses aren’t so lucky. Camille hasn’t been getting the roles she’s wanted lately. It’s been hard on her. She thinks it’s