My sides ached and my head was pounding sending me back down. I was feeling a sharp pain in my head, and I could barely open my eyes with the bright sun coming through the window. I wasn't sure what had happened the night before but I felt like a complete wreck. I had only a faint memory of what went on but slowly it was becoming fuzzy and the more effort I put into remembering the more challenging it became.
I turned away from the window to see a tall silhouette leaning against the wall beside me, looking at me with a smirk "Good Morning Sunshine". There he stood in the most relaxed and calm state ever. My face flushed bright red as I felt the questions coming quicker than I could process. "Before you say anything, you stayed only because you had too much to drink and fell asleep here. I would've taken you home but somehow that seems to be an idea that could cause misinterpretation. I also wouldn't like to be labeled as an intruder or go through the effort of searching for your keys. So instead I just brought you here." he said. It was then that I noticed how his sweats clung to his hips and his shirt embraced his torso leaving little to nothing for the imagination. "And, of course, don't worry I slept on the couch, I am a gentleman. " he added with a wink.
Robbie was kind enough to put a blanket over the window after seeing me put my hand over my eyes to block the light, he seemed relaxed and almost as if he was no longer on edge or cautious. I had questions about the day before but couldn't bring myself to ask. "I have some coffee brewing in the kitchen, it might help if I bring you some now," he said. But the look in his eyes was filled with curiosity.
There was something about him that intrigued me, even when I thought about this rationally I could see that I hardly knew him but there was something very magnetic about him. When he was back he returned with two black mugs and gently placed them on the empty bedside table. His room was very organized but bare. Nothing would give any suggestions of things he may be interested in. It was the opposite of any room I had seen before. There were no photos of family or friends. There was no sports team jersey or even posters for something he would enjoy. The only personal thing in the room was a black-bound journal on his desk.
"What's up with your place being so bare?" I asked.
" It helps when I have to leave places very quickly," he said. He didn't give me much time to ponder on his response, as he wasted no time asking about my classes in hopes of finding a time to meet up. A carefree smile adorned his face and a natural posture adorned his body. Whenever he was around, he seemed alert or on edge.
I decided to go wet my face in the restroom only to get up and trip on my own feet. Robbie reached over wrapping his arm around my waist. I was now pressed against his warm torso. "are you okay?" He asked. I nodded feeling the sweet smell of his cologne send me back to the night before. He slowly released his grasp but held onto my wrist. "Are you sure you don't need help walking?". His eyes looked at me with concern and I could see he meant his words, each and every one. I shook my head confirming I was able to walk on my own. He released his grasp and nodded.
I decided not to stay any longer as that would be overstaying my welcome and I had an urgent desire to wash up. I felt horrible and as nice as being at his place was I desired to at least compose myself in the comfort of my home. Robbie was kind enough to help me to my place getting me in safely before leaving.
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Once I was home I could not help but wonder what Robbie meant by needing to leave quickly. If he was in Uni he could not be needing to go frequently. How else would he be getting through school, he probably would be failing by now if he wasn't in school. The more I let this thought drag on in my mind the more my head pounded so I decided I would jot it down to think about tomorrow.
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Любовные романыTurning over, I gazed at his chiseled face. It was his long lashes that sealed the beauty of his bronze eyes. The brown curls on his forehead cascaded down his face. The essence of his beauty could be felt through his presence. He was not estranged...