Ava | Chap. 21

My gag reflex kicked as soon as the content of the bowl landed onto my tongue, nearly choking me to death. As I coughed and spewed the stew onto the ground, Cade was quickly at my side and made sure I wasn't actually dying. I managed to tell him I was okay between two coughs, waving my hand for him to stay away so I wouldn't vomit on him.

It took a good minute before I managed to get a hold of myself and breath normally, but the stew and lots of my saliva was already spilled onto the ground. Luckily I didn't have anything on my shirt or pants; their the only ones I have left and I don't know when I'll get a chance to wash them so I'll have to be careful.

I felt Cade's giant hand gently stroke my back while he spoke softly. "You alright?