"No, I'm fine I just want to go home and lay down." I said as I rested some of my weight on him. He walked slowly with me, but the feeling that I was going to faint didn't subside. Once at my house I opened the door but couldn't make myself walk insede. Mac was home. I couldn't see him but I could smell his cologne, which at that point everything started to spin and I saw Mac come around the corner just as I felt my feet come out from under me. Luckily Dillon was behind me and caught me before i hit the floor.
"Dillon, what happened? What happened to her?" Mac yelled as he ran over to us. I came around a little and tried to stand but forgot that idea when the room started to spin again. Dillon eased himself and me onto the ground and held my head in his lap as Mac hovered over me. "Georgie.....Georgie can you hear me?" He kept yelling.
"Yes, yes Mac I'm fine...."I said but he cut me off.
"Like hell you are, you almost passed out. I got to get you to the doctors. Dillon did you give her any drugs?" Mac asked as he glared at Dillon. I could feel him tense under me at the question and squeezed his leg as hard as I could trying to get him to not say anything stupid.
"Sorry Commissioner but I am not Kyle. I would never give Georgie drugs, and no to what you are thinking, I do not take drugs myself. Georgie has just been feeling sick so I brought her home. That's all, she doesn't need a doctor." He said as I let out a sigh of relief. If I wasn't feeling sick at the moment I would have kissed him just them.
"You swear nothing is wrong with her?" Mac said as he walked away from the phone and back over to where we were at. By now I was sitting up and feeling a little better.
"I swear on my life that it isn't anything bad." He said and I caught my breath. That statment could be taken in so many different way. Luckily Mac didn't seem to catch on and they both helped me up and to my room where Mac told Dillon that he had to leave.
"Mac, please let him stay." I pleaded as I held onto his arm. Suddenly the last thing I wanted was for Dillon to leave. "Don't make him leave."
"Fine, but I am down stairs just remember that." Mac said as he kissed my cheek and went to leave. Dillon sat on the edge of my bed and Mac didn't look to happy about that move. "Dillon, there is a very comfortable chair right over there, feel free to use it at any time." He said as Dillon jumped up.
"Yes sir." Dillon said as he went over, grabbed the chair and then brought it over beside me. It was funny how Mac didn't have to say anything verbally but just from the way he said that Dillon and we both understood that the bed was only for me to be on and completely off limits for Dillon. As soon as Mac left the room we both let out a sigh of relief. Mac even shut the door which made me feel glad and guilty at the same time. I was glad because that showed that he respected and trusted me enough to close the door and trust my judgment, but I felt twice as guilty because the trust and respect that he had for me were two things that I didn't deserve.
"Ok, that was close." Dillon whispered, letting his head rest on the back of the seat, stairing up at my ceiling.
"A little to close." I said as I too stared up at the ceiling. I don't know how much longer I can do this.
