I didn't know you were keeping some for yourself." Thane's voice jabbed at my senses. The sensation made my stomach clench then roll over like a tidal wave. That's when I leaned over and puked on the rug. Thane laughed. "I think you plied her with too much alcohol." Trevor rushed to my side, and maneuvered me toward the chair where I could sit with my head between my legs. I took in one greedy gulp of air after another trying to calm my queasy stomach, but it proved difficult sitting close to the guy that ruined my life. I kept my head down not wanting to look at him again, but a magnetic pull urged me to raise my head, to take in his magnificence. Before I could though, Trevor was pushing on the back of my head to keep it down and placed a cold wet washcloth on my neck. Relief was instant and I sighed. He maneuvered a glass of fizzing water into my quivering hands. "What is it?" I asked. "Alka Seltzer." I took a sip and cringed at the taste. Lemony bubbles fizzled on my tongue. It nearly made me gag all over again.
