97. Brownies

Isaac’s pov

The moment Emmy started to gag, I instinctively grabbed her hair. Thankfully, I was behind her and not in front like I had been a moment ago.

Instead, my grandpa had his shoes ruined.

“I’m so sorry!” Emmy said, wiping her mouth clean with her sleeve.

“Okay, that’s enough for today.” Grandpa Os said, staring at his shoes. “Let’s both get cleaned up, and we’ll talk about everything else later.”

Emmy nodded as she bowed her head in submission. “I apologize, Former Alpha Osiris.”

“Now, just because you’ve puked on my shoes doesn’t mean you can’t still call my grandpa. If anything, it probably made us even closer.” Grandpa joked as he gave me a wink.

I took Emmy out of their office, taking her back to our room. Emmy still had her head down, and I walked us to the bathroom.

“You should take a shower.”

“Okay.”

“Do you want me to help you?” I offered, and Emmy nodded her head.

First, I removed her clothing, and then I walked her to the bathroom, holding my mate’s hand.