"Can we do flowers and a helly-copter? Together?" Oz asked hopefully. I nodded but swallowed hard.

"Yeah. Just . . . give me a minute." Pushing up, I almost stumbled as I made my way to the bathroom, a small tiled rectangular unit. I shut the door behind me, eyes pinching shut as my hands grabbed the sink for support. I stood there until I wasn't sure I stood there. I probably would have stood there for longer if the door hadn't have opened and Deek slipped in.

"I could have been pissing," I said weakly. "Thanks for the privacy."

"Nothing I haven't seen before," was his response. He placed...