Understanding Her
Elijah POV
Annabella. Such a beautiful name. She has stopped puking and is slumped against my arm and the trashcan. I take the napkins and wipe her mouth and chin before discarding them and picking her up into my arms.
“Lead the way.” I follow behind Nick and Hannah as they walk hand-in-hand back to the girls’ dorm. It takes us twenty five minutes to get there.
“Her bed is the one on the far wall,” Hannah says when we walk into their room. I go and lay my Annabella down on her bed. Apollo whines at seeing our mate like this. Hannah comes back with a bucket and a washcloth. She makes quick work of pulling Annabella out of her clothes and into pajamas. She blocks me from seeing anything. When she's done, she tucks her into bed and puts the washcloth on her forehead. S
