Lyla Wilson
Killian Jennings is everything a girl wishes for in a man.
Looks? Check.
Money? Check.
Good sense of humour? Check.
Good Skill in bed? Check.
One would wonder how I know the last check point, it's because after spending a passionate...
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2. The aftermath of hangover
It feels like it's been forever since my head is swirling. There's a heavy weight at the back of my head. There are various voices telling me too many different things, there's my mom's words which is telling me to get up and my brother's voice that he is going to throw water at me if I don't wake up soon. And there's this his voice. Amongst every other voice, his words stand out the most — Do it sweetheart, I dare you. And that's when I wake up with a jolt.
Holding my head, I try to blink away light which is making my head hurt. I take in the familiar surroundings of my room and realise that it's seven in the morning. I'm still in the dress from last night, probably was too tired to undress myself out of it. The apartment is dead silent. Cole is definitely out with his morning jog, he has so much better lifestyle than mine, he workouts whenever he gets time and there's me, who doesn't knows how to get out of bed early in the morning.
I grab my phone from the side table, wondering how did I manage to keep it to myself after my drunk night. The phone is out dead, I plug it in. I remember this one conversation I had with Aurelia an year ago when she thought Killian was not being Killian by finding ways to tease me, but it has been like this for past ten years, it's always him saying something along the lines — don't burn the kitchen Bambi, how's the weather down there Bambi, one day you will be drowning in a pool of books Bambi.
Aurelia pointed out that his body language changed, according to her, he always tried to be around me but that wasn't entirely true, he had been like this for ages, always teasing me and getting on my nerves. Sure, I had my moment of weakness but who wouldn't? Killian was a well built man with a body so muscular, he looked straight out of Victoria Secret's models. I no longer indulged in thinking about him other than in platonic ways. Lies. The traitor of my mind spoke in a hushed voice.
With my head still heavy, I look around myself, my room was a mess, I needed to get up before I could be late for my first lecture for today. I stretch myself and roll my shoulders, starting to clean up my room. After what it felt like hours, I could not help but smile when I viewed my room, it was okay now.
Getting changed quickly from my last nights dress and throwing it into the laundry with the other dirty clothes, I come out of my room.
"I assume your sexy time with Killian was fantastic" I choke on my saliva when I hear Cole's voice from the living room as I walk into the kitchen.
"There wasn't a sexy time with him" I shoot back at him and then I see a smug smile on his face, making me frown.
"Oh you don't remember, do you?"
"What are you talking about?" The smile on his face doesn't goes away and my mind is fogged with memories of last night. I remember him driving me home but not a single recollection of our conversation.
