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People have hard time letting go of their suffering. out of a fear of the unknown, they prefer suffering that is familiar.
-Thich Nhat Hanh
Shen Yue's head was pounding.
She opened her eyes slowly.
She looked around, was she dreaming?
She thought she was because the room was very much like her room at Dylan's house.
The smell of eggs and bacon gave her a sense of dejavú.
She told herself she was dreaming.
She pinched her cheek, "ouch!"
She sat up quickly.
"Oh lord!"
She looked under the covers she had Dylan's oversized t-shirt.
She quickly pulled it up to see if she still had her lingerie.
She gave a sight of relief.
Ok, so she did not sleep with him, which was not even a bad thing since she was dying to be touched by him.
Hormones.
She moved about the room trying to find her clothes, nothing.
She decided to face him. It was now or never kinda thing.
She walked out to the kitchen.
Dylan was eating alone, with another plate waiting for her.
"Good Morning Advisor. Don't worry, you puked on your clothes. You can find them in the laundry room."
She cleared her throat. "Ummm ... thank you."
He was still looking down at something he was reading.
"You're welcome, I'm ready when you are ready."
She sat down looking very confused.
"Ready for what?"
Then he made eye contact and she was sure her legs went pudding.
"Our deal of course."
She scratched her head.
A deal?
"Oh..." She trailed off.
There was a bit of humor in his eyes, but his lips didn't curve into a smile.
What did I do? She thought.
"Oh?" He echoed.
"I'm sorry about last night. I'm not used to drinking that much... did I do anything stupid?"
He wanted to say, "Not really, you just said you love me," but he didn't say it.
Instead, he said no, "let me know when you remember."
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The Advisor
Fanfiction[completed] The Untame Wang #9 is an NBA basketball player with a short fuse. Shen Yue is a counselor that needs to help him face his darkness to shade light to his life, so she thinks. Misunderstood Dylan Wang wants nothing to do with anger manage...
