What. The. Hell.

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-What. The. Hell.-

[Avery POV]

I stared at his face. I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. My eyes had to be playing tricks on me.

Kadin.

Kadin was lying next to me with his face smashed against the pillow and his arm draped across my stomach.

My initial reaction, did we?

But as I looked down I realized that I was still in my bra, whew.

I closed my eyes, the sun was blinding. That’s when it all started rushing back.

Last night, the bar, the alcohol, the car, kissing Kadin. Remembering how our bodies were molded together sent tingles through my body, and for a split second I wish we had. I wish I would have woken up to clothes strewn across the room, it would have been an amazing feeling.

But then I remembered what ALL happened yesterday. I can sum it up in one word, Ethan.

There was no way in hell I was going anywhere near him. I mean I thought I knew him, I thought I could trust him. I felt the tears prickle in my eyes when I heard the stifled groan escape Kadin’s lips.

Instantly my body stiffened. What would he do when he woke and saw me next to him? Would he freak out? Would he tell me to leave?

I couldn’t leave, right now he was all that was holding me together. I think if he hadn’t showed up I would’ve done something very regrettable. I might not have known it at the time, but I am sure something like this would have eventually happened.

I turned my attention back to Kadin, my hair fanned out on the pillow behind me.

His eyes fluttered open. Just as soon as they opened they closed. Oh god, please don’t do anything.

“Mmm, what time is it?” his voice was deep and husky. It was so sexy.

I turned my head to the other side and looked at the clock on the end stand.  It read 12:19 pm.

“It’s 12:19.” I said turning back to him.

He nodded his head and studied my face. God I must look like crap. Wonderful.

His eyes full of concern he spoke.

“How did you sleep?”

“I slept just fine.” I stopped not know what else to say. In a rushed voice I managed to choke out a thank you.

He leaned up on an elbow and stared down at me. As he moved the sheet slid down revealing his bare chest.

“For what? I didn’t do anything. You needed somewhere to stay and I offered you my bed.” His lips curled into a smirk.

As I stared at his face he played with the hand that I had rested on my stomach next to his.

“Kadin, can I ask you something?”

“Anything.”

“Why... why didn’t Ethan tell me that he had a brother? Why did he pretend that you didn’t exist? I mean he has 2 sisters, well I guess I should say that you both have 2 sisters... But why did he never mention you?”

“Avery, there are things about me that my parents don’t… appreciate. They don’t like that I’m the bad child. I was their baby, I was their little boy that was supposed to grow up and do great things. Instead I dropped out of college and toured the world with my band.

“When that didn’t work I got an apartment in Florida,” he sighed, “they didn’t approve of that either. So they invited me to move back home, it worked for a while.  But then Ethan started turning into me, I didn’t want him to be like me.        

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