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. What s wrong? You re scaring me, Nic. For fuck s sake, is she preggo, too? Mark demands. What is it with this family? I don t think that s it, Meg replies and kneels next to me. Nic, are you diabetic? Yeah, I whisper. I don t think I ate enough today. Someone run inside and grab her a sandwich and a glass of orange juice, Meg orders sternly. On it, Dominic announces and breaks into a run to the house. When was the last time you checked your sugars? Meg asks and caresses my back in long, slowstrokes. This morning.Every morning, I reply and focus on breathing.The shaking is worse now. Maybe we should take her to the hospital, Matt announces.His voice is as hard as steel.He s angry. She ll be okay in a few minutes, Meg assures him as Dominic returns and passes me the juice. Slow sips.We don t want you to spike. I take a bite of the sandwich first and then sip the juice, feeling foolish. I m okay, I assure everyone. Really. You almost passed out, sweetheart, Will responds. We ll feel better if you just sit here for afew and eat. Why didn t you eat earlier? Jules asks, concerned as she looks between me and Matt. Nerves. I shrug. New people.I m shy. Jesus, Matt whispers and paces away from me. Are you on meds? Meg asks and checks my pulse. No. I shake my head. I manage it with diet and exercise. That s why you don t eat your cupcakes, Leo says, his eyes also worried.I stop sipping the juice to look around.All of these beautiful people are gathered around me,worried, watching me as though they might have to save my life any second.They care about me. Like I said, too much sugar, I reply and take another bite of the turkey sandwich Dominicdelivered. I haven t had an episode like this in years.Honest. I look up at Matt, but his face is hard,and his eyes are angry. I take very good care of myself. The shaking has stopped, and my heart rate has returned to normal as I finish the sandwich. I m sorry I worried everyone. Do you need to lie down? Luke asks. No. I shake my head again and smile at the handsome former actor. I m really fine. You re not fine, Matt responds in a cold voice. Matt& Isaac begins, but Matt cuts him off with a harsh look. You should have told me. I look around again and firm my chin, raising it and squaring my shoulders.He will not shame mein front of these people. You never asked, I reply just as coldly. I m fine, Matt. I think she could use another sandwich, Meg suggests with a knowing look at Matt. I think so, too.Come with me. He pulls me out of the lounge and into his arms and carries me toward the house. We need to talk. Chapter Twelve~Matt~I m going to paddle her ass.I stomp across Luke s yard toward the house.Jesus, she took five years off my life back there.Ihaven t been that scared in a long time, and I m a fucking cop. I can walk, she mutters with a pout, but I ignore her. Did you hear me? I heard. Put me down, she tries again, but I tighten my hold as I push open the sliding glass door andcarry her into the formal dining room just off the kitchen and private from prying eyes outside.I sether down on the table and cage her in with my hands on either side of her hips. I thought you trusted me, I begin, my voice low and hard.Her green eyes widen before she frowns. I do. If you trust me, why didn t I know before you almost passed out that you re diabetic? Because it isn t a big deal! she cries with an exasperated sigh. It is a big deal, Nicole, and let me tell you why. I settle in closer to her so she has to look me inthe eye. It s my job to take care of you.How can I do that if I don t know what you need? My diabetes is controlled very well, Matt. She lays her hand on my arm reassuringly. I m verystrict about what I eat.That s why I don t drink more than two alcoholic drinks at a time.No cupcakesor other sweets.I never want to be on meds ever again. You were medicated? I ask.She nods. In my early twenties, I was about fifty pounds overweight and didn t care what I ate.Lots of sugar.I was on meds, and I finally decided that I didn t want to live the next fifty years of mylife that way.My ex-boyfriend, Ben, was a personal trainer, and he helped me. I stiffen at the mention of another man in her life, even if it was years ago
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