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Jamie shook her head. “No, I’m good, thanks.”

Though he wasn’t wrong. She really shouldn’t be driving. She pulled her phone out of her pocket, groaning again when she saw a second text from Siena. The problem was that Jamie had no one to call. Jessie was at work and today was the Christmas party, so Jamie couldn’t call her to come pick her up, and there was literally no one else that Jamie trusted to do that.

But what about Siena?Her stupid brain brought up that question, and Jamie cringed. What about Siena? They were keeping it professional, right? And this would definitely be crossing that line in a way that Jamie didn’t want to.

“I’m driving you.” When had Scott come into the bathroom? Jamie squinted at him as he put a hand on her back and started to guide her out of the bathroom.

“You don’t even know where I live.”

“Pretty sure I can figure that out,” he said. “I’ll take you home and then come back. Just an early lunch.”

“Boss won’t like it.”

“He can suck a dick.”

Jamie’s lips curled upward at that. “It’s just a migraine. I promise. My sister gave me some drugs for it because she gets them. I’ll take that when I get home.”

“Good idea.”

Jamie tried not to let the embarrassment take her over entirely as she allowed Scott to lead her out of the building and to his car. He had her home in record time, and Jamie flopped herself carefully onto her couch. Scott set her up with some water and a bowl in case she puked again. She could have laughed at his adorable care of her if she wasn’t feeling so miserable.

“I’ll call you tonight to check in, okay?” he said.

“Yeah, sure.” Though Jamie doubted he would actually do that. She closed her eyes as he stood in front of her, the light from the windows so bright she couldn’t stand to keep her eyes open. “Thanks, Scott.”

“Anytime.”

When the door was shut, Jamie groaned loudly. She hated this. She hated her life. She hated everything about who she was right now. This wasn’t who she wanted to be. It never had been, and yet she was trapped in this cycle where she was stuck at one job in order to do the other job that she really wanted to because the one she wanted didn’t fucking pay. Even Jessie’s very detailed plan hadn’t helped her to climb back out of this hole she’d stepped into willingly.

She sent an SOS text to Jessie and then curled into a ball to sleep. She had no doubt that Jessie would show up as soon as she could and baby her until she was better. That’s what big sisters were for, right?

“Jesus, Jamie.” Jessie sat down on the coffee table and eyed her over.

“It’s better than it was.” Jamie frowned and stared at all the things she had around her. She had only moved once while she waited for Jessie to show up, and that was to take a very cold and very dark shower because her head was still pounding. “Did you bring the good stuff?”

“Yeah.” Jessie pulled a pill container out of her purse and took one out, handing it over to Jamie.

“Oh magic, how I adore you.” Jamie snatched it and took it quickly with a swallow of ice-cold water that Jessie had already brought her. This stuff was better than the over-the-counter stuff that Jamie could get anywhere. She’d only needed it two other times, but hell, she definitely needed it now.

Lying back down, Jamie covered herself up with the throw blanket all the way up to her chin. She clenched her eyes shut and then just waited. She got lost in her thoughts, in the pain and the ignoring of the pain, so when Jessie sat back down again, Jamie was startled.

“How are you feeling now?”

“Better. I think.” Jamie pried her eyes open, finding Jessie still looking at her with concern. “What time is it?”

“Well, I just cleaned your entire apartment for two hours.”

“Two…?” Jamie pushed herself to sit up a little, a frown forming on her lips. “It wasn’t that gross.”

“Sure.” Jessie rolled her eyes. “You must be feeling better, you’re upright and you don’t look nearly as pale as you did before.”

Jamie ran her fingers through her still damp hair. She did feel better. “Those pills are magic.”

Jessie laughed lightly. “So, what happened?”

“What do you meanwhat happened?” Jamie so wasn’t ready for any kind of conversation. At least not with this being the topic. She didn’t want to talk about it.

“You only get migraines when you’re stressed. So what happened?” Jessie crossed her arms and glared at Jamie. “Spill.”