The silence was catastrophic.
And Theo wasn't done.
She gagged even more, pouring everything into his mouth. Sylas had frozen completely, every muscle in his body locked.
Then, he slowly pulled back, his expression like stone. Water and some else ran from his chin, and thankfully the running shower quickly washed it off, but it didn't remove the taste from his tongue.
Or the puke that had managed to roll down his throat already.
And now, he would never forget what it tastes like.
Theo blinked blearily at him, slurring, "I didn't mean--"
"You're never drinking again," He cut her off.
To make it worse, she giggled, "I only had one drink, maybe two,"
He was about to say something when she gagged again, and his eyes widened. In seconds, he had her bent over the toilet to let out everything there was. He gently patted her back as she threw up, till she was done.
Then, he helped her up, threw a towel around her chest and they left the bathroom.
