chapter 50(2)

I feel her queasiness the moment I roll her. Before I can even do anything else, she suddenly lurches forward and throws up on me. I freeze in shock, not expecting her to projectile vomit on me. I then blink down at her as she proceeds to wipe her mouth on my shirt as she untucks it. “Sorry, I feel better now,” she mumbles while I remain covered in her vomit and extremely grossed out. Kaif laughs his head off, finding it hilarious when she suddenly slumps forward, her head resting where she just emptied her stomach on me. My OCD brain is trying to register the mess without throwing the mate in the bin. My entire body is screaming - abort mission to save the meltdown I am trying not to have right now. I am entirely repulsed as I stand there, still frozen. What the hell do I do? “Kaif?” “Oh, you big baby, move over.” I never call him willingly forward, but this is too much. I can’t deal with this. I need him to handle it. “Well, while you’re down there, love.” Kaif growls huskily as her