"I could lie to you, but then our mirrors tell you the truth. You might as well hear it from me," he said with a grin. "So bad snake designs, possibly pregnant and throwing up. I can't wait." He refused to let that bastard win and look worried. "You can kick his arse when you get better."
James held her hair as she threw up again. This didn't sound good. "How long have you been on this floor? They must have something to stop it, and if it's the curse it might not end no matter what you have in." He nodded, even if she wasn't looking at him. "You would have looked amazing," he teased, "and yes. The theme at Eros was literary characters. Craig, Dylan and I went like the Three Musketeers."