Nicklaus held her protectively, placing his room card back into his pant pocket. It was to his advantage that she do not have much weight so, at this point, she was weightless in his arms.
"Umm," Arissa moaned uncomfortably into his ears. Nicklaus stopped with surprise that she was still awake, "I think... I... I think my stomach hurts," Arissa continue murmuring with a drunk spur.
Nicklaus stopped walking that instant and at that second, she did something he never imagined would happen!
He would have thrown her off his arms if it was someone else but come to think of it, no one has the opportunity to be held in his arms so, carrying was an off-limit and impossible. So, when he felt the warm liquid tickling down his shoulders, he stood awe-struck with confusion and restraint.
He restrained himself from jolting her awake to give her the punishment of her life. She had just puked on his shoulder and they held a strong alcohol scent.
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