𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐒

𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐎𝐧𝐞|"Practising?"

Groaning, I opened my eyes slowly and looked around, wondering where the fuck am I. My fucking head hurts like a motherfucker.

I froze when I heard Ace's voice.

My eyes drifted over to the foot of the bed, seeing him standing in front of the mirror. His phone was pressed up against his ear as he calmly spoke into it and he was putting on a white dress shirt. I took the time to look at his attire. He was wearing neatly ironed black dress pants, a silver chain was around his neck along with rings that were wrapped around his fingers that shone under the bedroom light. His veins bulged when he started buttoning up his shirt with his tatted hands.

Then my horny side came out, imagining what they would be like around my neck. Rough- fuck.

His eyes caught mine in the mirror and he raised his eyebrows, smirking. In response I stuck my middle finger up at him.

He half turned his body to me, giving me a perfect view of his abs since he is yet to fully button up his shirt.

"Yeah I'll call you back." He spoke into the phone and hung up.

"You better of slept in the other room." I warned him and when he smirked I glared at him.

"There's pills and water on the side." He said, pointing over to the night stand.

I rolled onto my back and closed my eyes, sighing when my head started hurting again.

"What happened last night?" I mumbled, rubbing my temples.

"You came home drunk so I took you back to my room. Then you dragged me to bed with you so we slept." He replied, shrugging one of his shoulders.

I groaned and lifted the blanket up. My eyes widened when I saw his shirt on me and I glared at him.

"Why the hell am I in your fucking clothes?" I gritted out.

"You took my shirt off and claimed it was yours." He stated nonchalantly, putting on his silver watch. I rolled my eyes, remembering last nights events also kinda not believing the bullshit spewing out of his mouth.

" I swear to God if you touc-"

"You were drunk River and I would never do something like that so get that fucking thought out of your damn head." He said walking over to me, stopping right in front of me. He leaned down to my level, whispering into my ear as I held my breath, "And I don't need to get you drunk for you to be naked for me."

Just fuck me already. Shut the fuck up River.

"Piss off." I scoffed and pushed him away, sitting myself up as he chuckled.

Ace left the first few buttons of his shirt open and put on his black jacket. I raised my eyebrows when he looked over at me.

"Take a picture it'll last longer." I grumbled, glaring at him.