SINFUL ATTRACTION

Chapter 2

{ Liv }

Peacefully quiet. Everything is so peaceful. I feel so comfortable and I can't resist the feeling. But on the other hand my head...

It hurts.

Finding it hard to open my eyes, because of the rays projecting in the room, it dawns on me that my environment is somehow new. My eyes slowly widen as I scan the entire room, king-size bed, huge wardrobe, I'm still in my last night attire, except for my shoes.

How am I here?

Did I pass out last night after drinking as I always do? That in turn gives Martin an extra load of work of taking care of me which to my surprise I normally find myself at his place. Obviously he did again.

But wait!

When did Martin redesign his place? When did his bed turn so king-size? This isn't his usual place. Did he move out?

Is this part of some surprise he was planning and sort of spoiled because of my drinking ass. There is a glass of water on the night stand alongside my phone. Picking it up, I have No messages or calls.

Omelette.

I can smell some omelette cooking. The door is slightly open and I make my way out of the bed, as the sound of something frying draws near. No way is Martin's apartment this huge. Stepping into the kitchen, his back meet my eyes and all I can do is just sigh in disbelief.

Black t-shirt and black jeans. I stare at him for quite a while as I wonder how on earth am I here at his place. In as much as it's the safest place, How am I here?

"How am I here?" I ask.

He doesn't even freak out, startle or flinch for a second.

His response is always never forthcoming.
Ever.

"Breakfast or shower first?" That, without turning to meet my face

"Jake." I call on him and this time his eyes meet mine. "How am I here?"

He stares at me for a while before pointing at the wall clock. It's half past 7 and I have an early lecture at exactly 8. To make matters worse I have nothing to wear. I can't go to school looking like I just woke up from a party.

"Oh shit! Why didn't you wake me up. You know I have an early lecture." When Jake and Alex were loving brothers, and cared for their sister, they both had my timetable memorized, woke me up whenever I overslept and drove me to school, all this before I met Martin.

Afterwards, they both changed, especially after the Alicia Saga as well as when Martin and I began seeing each other.

"Please drive me to my place." I say. "I'm already running late."

"I don't understand how that's my problem." He rudely responds as he continues cooking.

I almost forgot how such an asshole he can be.

"You have 29 minutes to freshen up. You'll find your spare clothes in the opposite bedroom. Spare towel with a new toothbrush."

Without any thought, I proceed to the opposite bedroom. Indeed, there's my favorite blue dress, alongside my make up kit, and a bag with several clothes just in case I change my mind.

I still don't understand how he has all my stuff here?

A brother after my own heart. But still I don't take back what I said about him. Grabbing the spare towel, I walk to the bathroom to freshen up, brush my teeth, step out, dress up and apply my make up.

Thirteen minutes to spare.

Jake is having breakfast on the kitchen island when I walk in. There's a spare plate with food next to a glass of juice.