An inconvenient attachment

Part 2: Chapter 15

My head begins to pound as soon as I open my eyes. I try to sit up to grab a glass of water, which I always have on my nightstand, but something is holding me down. Someone. I look down and see two arms wrapped around me. Oh no. I immediately recognize those arms. I would probably recognize those out of a hundred. Oh shit. What the fuck. The memories slowly start to get back to me. Lando's hands all over me, touching me at all the right places. God, no Mia. Get your head straight, this is not good. Not good at all. I look down once more. His arms are wrapped around me, holding me tightly. And his head lays on my chest. I try to get out from under his arms as slowly and softly as I can. Just when I think I succeeded he groans and slowly starts to open his eyes.

His groan takes me back to last night. The image of him thrusting into me flickers through my mind. No. Mia. Don't think about this.

Lando keeps looking at me, like he's trying to figure out what I'm thinking. Probably wondering if I regret last night or not. In all honesty, I don't. But Lando saying 'I love you' also runs through my mind. Oh Mia, what were you thinking? I feel like I should say something, like everything is fine or well anything. But nothing comes to mind.

"Are you alright?" Lando asks, letting me go so I can stand up. I scratch the back of my head and nod. "I.. uh. I'm going to take a shower" I say, almost running towards the bathroom. God, it's like I don't know how fast to get away from him. I need to get my head in order. What the fuck happend last night. Well, I know what happend. But how could I let this happen. Lando's probably getting his hopes up. God, he probably thinks we're back together right now. Like I'm all glued back together in an instance.

When I get back out of the shower I still don't know how to handle this. But I couldn't hide anymore. My hands look like the hands of someone at the age of 80, probably because I was sitting in the shower for about an hour.

Lando is sitting in the chair. He looks up as soon as I walk out. "Say something" he instructs. "I don't really know what to say" I admit. I can't say to him that I can't believe this happened. That it probably wouldn't have happened if I wasn't tipsy? But I don't regret it? I can't say that. He'll think about that all day and overanalyze it.

"Do you regret it?" he asks. The look on his face almost breaks my heart. I walk over to him and grab his face in between my hands. "No. I don't."

Lando sighs out of relief. "Was it the smartest thing to do? Probably not" I say honestly. "I was worried you might regret it" Lando says as he stands up and wraps his arms around me.

"Now what?" I ask. "Breakfast" he says with a smile on his face. I roll my eyes. "I didn't mean it like that" I sigh. "I know, but I can't concentrate on an empty stomach" he laughs as he opens the hotel door for me. "Oh wait, my phone" I quickly grab it from the night stand. "I can't believe how you're still this skinny" I laugh. "What are you talking about? Pure muscle over here baby" Lando says while tensing his muscles like the hulk. "You are an idiot."

"Ohhhhhh shit" I say when I unlock my phone. I have about 8 missed calls from Max. "Max?" Lando asks. "Yeah, I completely forgot to text him. Fuck" I rub my hand over forehead. "Don't worry, I texted him you were at my room" Lando says as the elevator doors close behind us. "Nooo, shit. So he knows I stayed the night. Fuck."

"Where else would you be?" Lando asks like it was bound to happen. "I don't know. I could be at loads of places" I say as I shrug my shoulders. Lando looks at me with his eyebrows raised. "Oh really? And where would that be exactly?" he stands before me with his arms crossed. I quickly close my mouth. Great Mia, how are you going to talk yourself out of this one? Luckily I don't have to. The elevator door opens, saved by the bell. Max steps into the elevator. "Ah, there you are" Max says when he looks up from his phone. "Sorry I didn't call you back. It was just, well I was so tired I almost immediately fell asleep" I lie. Lando starts to laugh, but quickly tries to stop when I slap him in his stomach, causing him into a coughing fit.

"Sure" Max says with a grin on his face, rolling his eyes. Good job, Mia. Couldn't have gone any better. When we get to the breakfast buffet I grab a plate and fill it with croissants and other sweet stuff. Lando and Max fill their plates with eggs and other healthy stuff. Ha, suckers.

"So, what's the plan for today?" Max asks Lando. "Workout for a bit and then play some golf with the other guys."

Max sighs dramatically. "See" Lando says, holding his hand up towards Max, like he wants to show me he was right. That there is no way Max is coming. "What?" Max looks confused. "I told her there was no way you were coming" Lando explains. "Hell no."

"Why? I can't play either. Come on, it's going to be fun!" I try to persuade him. "You're going? Do you know how boring it is?" Max looks at me like I'm crazy. "Come onnn, it should be fun" I say. "No. Fucking. Way" Max says.