“I’m going to be sick,” Aspen mumbled. Her sweet breath was hot against my chest as she clung to my shirt.
“Almost there.” I pressed my lips to her forehead, turning toward my bedroom.
“What’s happening?” Fallon came storming out of her room. Her eyes widened when she saw Aspen in my arms. “Oh no. Oh s**t. Ranger! I was kidding when I said to kidnap her. You have to put her back!”
“Fill the ice bucket,” I growled at my sister while Aspen dry heaved in my arms.
Fallon clutched her hands into fists. Her nails dug into her palms as she sniffed the air.
“Move!” I barked.
Fallon nodded, snapping out of her daze as she ran to the kitchen.
I kneeled on the tile floor of the bathroom and gathered Aspen’s soft brown hair into my hand as I tilted her head toward the toilet.
“Get it out.” I r
