I laughed through the growing ache in my temples. “Oh, he’s got a jealous streak all right. I don’t know if it’s just him, or if it’s his vampire nature. But he’s not a brute and he’s not stupid about it, so I can deal.” I tossed the box back on the counter. “I just want to know who sent this. It’s like when you can’t remember the name of a song, the more you try to figure it out, the more frustrated you get.”
“Why don’t you come back and finish watching the movie? Chances are, a friend sent it and just forgot to enclose the note. I’ve done that a number of times.” She wrapped her arm around me. “Would you like me to get some Throb-Be-Gone tablets for you?”
I winced, my head aching more by the second. “Yeah, they’re in the medicine cabinet. Andy made up a fresh batch the other day just before I dropped in there, and I’m glad that I thought to pick up some.”
Andy McGee owned McGee’s Apothecary. He was the local pharmacist and he made the best tonic in the world. Come to think of it, I hadn’t been taking it regularly. I usually took one tablespoon a day and it kept me fit as a fiddle, but the past few weeks I’d been so busy with the B&B that I had all but forgotten about it. That must be what was happening. I’d let myself get rundown and it all hit at once.
Sandy headed off to the bathroom and I poured myself a glass of water, sipping it slowly. I’d had a lot of caffeine and booze over the past couple of weeks, and was probably dehydrated.
Aegis entered the kitchen. “Are you all right, love?”
I shrugged. “Headache threatening to turn into a migraine. Sandy’s grabbing me some Throb-Be-Gone from the bathroom. I’m just a little rundown and overtired. If you don’t mind, I think I’ll call it an early night and go to bed.”
He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close. “I don’t mind,” he said, burying his face in my hair. “I’ve got a lot of cooking to do for tomorrow, so I’ll take care of that and make sure the bookings are all organized. I have rehearsal tomorrow night. We’re writing a couple new songs so next week’s going to be pretty booked up. But let’s make sure to get some time together,” he added, kissing my neck.
“It’s a date.” I gave him a quick kiss.