Faye
Why is my pillow so firm all of a sudden? Usually it's very soft and smells like the laundry detergent, but now it smells like Kaden. So nice.
I'd love nothing more than to snuggle with it, but my bladder has a different idea. I need to pee. With a painful groan, I lift my head from my heavenly pillow, only to pause when a wave of dizziness hits me. Oh Jesus, I will never drink with the girls again.
Someone kill me.
When I eventually open my eyes, I see that the lovely pillow I've been lying on is actually not a pillow, but Kaden's stomach. I also notice that I'm wearing his shirt and my panties. What have I done?!
Mortified by my shameful action, I scramble off the bed and rush to the bathroom to hide, trying to remember what exactly transpired yesterday. My effort is useless, though. I remember nothing. I know I visited the girls and we drank wine, but I have no idea how I got home. Did I call Kaden, after all? Did he change my clothes or did I do it myself? Why is he sleeping sideways on the bed? Why was I sleeping on his stomach? What the hell happened last night?!
After relieving myself and washing my face, I stay in the bathroom for a while longer, too scared to go back to the bedroom, where Kaden is peacefully sleeping. I do not want to face him yet. I'm not ready.
But at the same time, I can't stay in the bathroom the whole day, no matter how embarrassed I am.
With quiet steps, as to not wake Kaden up, I slowly trudge to the closet and quickly grab whatever I find first and rush back to the bathroom to change. I'm tempted to take a shower, but I'm worried that the sound of water will wake up my boyfriend. The only choice I have is sneak out and go to my old room.
Once I'm mentally ready to leave my little haven, I carefully step out into the bedroom, watching Kaden closely to see if he's still asleep, then gently open the door, wincing when the knob creaks quietly, before I sprint down the hallway. My speed would put an Olympic runner to shame.
In my room, I go to the bathroom and take a long hot shower that relieves my pounding headache slightly, while mentally scolding myself for letting myself get in this state. It's the first time I've ever lost memory, but it's also the first time I've ever drank so much. Who would've thought that wine was so dangerous?
Are the girls in the same state as me or are they fine? I have an unsettling feeling I'm the only one who's suffering like this.
I am never drinking with them again. At least, not this much.
After my shower, I get changed into the clothes I brought with me and try to make myself... presentable. It's a challenge thanks to the fact that all of my things are in Kaden's room, but I sure as hell am not risking waking him up just to tie my hair.
But it seems that luck is against me, since as soon as I leave the bathroom, I'm met by my gorgeous boyfriend sitting on my bed and looking right at me with a soft smile. "Aren't you sneaky, my Fairy?" he chuckles amusedly, patting his thigh in invitation. I've come to understand all of his silent requests and the consequences for denying them, so I tentatively walk over to him. Before I can refuse, Kaden tugs me to sit on his thigh and quickly engulfs me in his arms. "Are you feeling okay?" he asks worriedly, his fingers softly stroking my cheek.
"I'm fine," I mumble shyly, avoiding his teasing gaze. I just know he'll say something weird just to make fun of me and I'd rather not give him the chance to do that.
"I hope you're not lying. You had quite an eventful evening." And there it is. I knew he'd mention my embarrassing moment.
But even though I'm ashamed of what I've done, I still want to know what exactly happened and Kaden is the only person I can ask. "I... What did I do yesterday?"
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