Damon pulled over on the side of the road and got off to help her. Alexa leaned over and put her hands on her knees, making a puking sound. Damon held her hair back and looked away.
"You afraid of a little vomit?" she asked him.
"I'm not afraid. Seeing it, makes me want to throw up too. We should go back if you're not feeling well" He said, still looking away.
"I'm fine", she said wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. She took in a deep breath and closed her eyes.
"You don't look fine Aleja". He put an arm around her.
"That's because you were going so fast, Damon". She walked to the motorcycle and got on. "Let's go before I throw up again".
He squinted at her before getting on. "I'll go slower, but if you feel nauseous again, we're going to the doctor".
She reached into
