Abigail, looking pale and green, actually had to raise her head to glare at Ed. She was not in the mood for a romantic rendezvous right now, especially with him and his stupid freaking everything. Cabot Brothers, life ruiners. That should be their new reputation.

"Ahuh, inside treatment. We need to talk, privately. That's not code for sex," Abigail muttered, taking deep breaths in and out. She looked like at any minute she was going to bail, tapping the app on her phone she brought up the missed period date and pushed it in Ed's hands. Before she darted towards the toilets again.

"Poor girl, she's been puking all morning. Honestly she should just go home but she threatened to cut me." One of the barista's told Ed as they cleared a couple of mugs.