Zen stumbled out of the boat, grateful to finally be on dry land again. Calum put a protective arm around her and steadied her as the nausea threatened to claim her senses. At this point there wasn’t much that could come out anymore, her stomach had already been cleared of all its contents and she was not excited about the idea of bringing up stomach acid that would burn her throat and nose for hours.
Calum carefully lead her off of the deck and as they hit the parking lot he gazed at his car. He pursed his lips as he realized he would need to take her home in it, which would no doubt make her sick again.
“Can I just sit for a bit?” She asked to no one in particular. Without waiting for a reply from either of the two men throwing worried glances at her, she plunked down on the ground ri
