Consequences

Chapter 13: Extremely Special

XANDER'S POV:

She started to kiss me out of nowhere and asked me to make her mine... She didn't want to be just a one night stand. She wanted to be mine. It was evident that she was confused about what she was doing by the way she was kissing me. It wasn't her. The drug was making her do this and one cannot give consent when they're insober. I would've taken her without any hesitation if she was sober but right now, she's not. I cupped her face and broke her kiss. Her hazel eyes gaped at me with perplexity and she was pouting as I softly said, "No, not today."

She looked at me unsurely and asked, "What?"

I removed her arms from my shoulder and laid next to her. It was hard for me to resist her and right now, she was just in my shirt that was barely staying on her petite body and her underwear. She was looking at me with her desperate 'fuck me' face!

"Ari, you're not at all sober, right now and I can't do it after what happened earlier today."

She looked disappointed and sad when she said, "Do I disgust you now? You don't want me anymore, right?"

"What?! That's not what I meant at all!"

"I mean... I know I'm not perfect. I've never been. My... body says what I've been through all these years and today, I became even more imperfect, even worse. I... I shouldn't have done that... I'm sorry."

Why the fuck does she think she's imperfect? Who even asked her to be fucking perfect? Nobody is perfect and she doesn't need to be perfect! She's fucking gorgeous even with the scars and nobody can change my mind on that!

"Ari, I said that because you're wounded as well as insober. Doing it now would be nothing but just taking advantage of you. But apart from that, you're as perfect and beautiful as you've always been, princess."

I got closer to her and lifted her chin, making her look at me. The afflictions that they imparted in her were clearly visible in those dark hazel eyes.

"You're the proof that one can walk through hell and still be an angel and you've no idea how precious you were, are and will always be. I don't wanna hear you feel inferior ever again... not with me, for sure."

Her cheeks started to get red as she looked at me shyly. I smiled and gave a peck on her lips and she was flushed as fuck! I bit her lower lips softly and looked her in her eyes. The way she looked at me was fucking sexy and adorable at the same time. I said, "No other woman has ever got as much attention you get, from me."

She took a deep breath and asked, "Why are you doing so much for me? You could've just left me there. I wouldn't have been a responsibility to you anymore and it was my choice to go out so nobody would've blamed you either."

She looked confused. She clearly didn't know what was she even saying and why was she saying all these.

I moved to my side of the bed and looked at her.

She exhaustedly said, "I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me! Why am I even being an emotional wreck and saying all these bullshits?!"

I didn't say anything. I was staring at how puzzled she was and it was cute. She sheepisly asked, "Hey, are you mad at me?"

She pointed her fingers at me and angrily yelled, "Look, I'm behaving like this because of the painkillers you gave! You've no right to be mad at my poor, hormonal self!"

I frowned and asked, "Why the hell will I be mad at you?!"

She looked unsure. "Erhm... Perhaps because I'm speaking nonsense, right now...?" she replied.