Two Can Keep a Secret

2.

Buck

My head is pounding. The room is spinning and I haven't even opened my eyes yet. I'm afraid that if I do, I'll go blind, or worse. I hear a thumping noise coming from upstairs. I snap my eyes open, instantly regretting it. I feel like I really am going blind now, the pounding of my head growing harder and harder. How can I hear a thumping coming from upstairs when my bed is upstairs? I look around my room and realize this isn't my room at all. I glance around frantically, trying to figure out where I am. Nothing in this room looks familiar. Until I see it. A picture frame on the dresser across the room. It's a picture of Shannon, Christopher, and Eddie.

"Shit," I mutter under my breath. I'm in Eddie's house...in his room...in his bed...shirtless. Please God, let me be wearing pants, I silently plead as I lift the covers slowly to see what my bottom half currently looks like. Of course, I'm only in a pair of boxer briefs.

What the hell happened last night?

I freeze. Did...did me and Eddie—

No. NO. We couldn't have...could we? I close my eyes trying to remember the events of last night, to no avail. I don't even remember leaving the bar last night, let alone how I ended up in Eddie's bed. I will never be able to forgive myself if I slept with Eddie last night. Not only was I drunk, but I don't remember anything. That is not how I wanted our first night together to go.

I'm snapped out of my thoughts by the door creaking open. I look up, and there he is, in all his glory, a shirtless Eddie holding a glass of water and what I am assuming is two pills. "Hey sleepy head. How are you feeling?"

I flinch a little because why is he yelling? "Like I got hit by a truck."

He laughs, loudly might I add, before continuing. "Yeah, I figured that. Here, hopefully these will help." He hands me the water glass and puts the pills, aspirin, in my other hand.

"Thanks," I mutter nervously, taking both pills down at the same time. I chug the entire glass of water before handing it back to him. Neither of us says anything. He rocks back and forth on his heels, while I look at every object in the room, until he is the only thing left.

"So–" we both start. We share an awkward laugh before Eddie speaks again. "You start."

I was hoping he wouldn't say that. I take a nervous breath before speaking. "Eddie...we uh...we didn't–" I stop, I can't even say it.

"No, Buck, we didn't. When I finally get you naked, it's going to be a lot better than a drunken hookup," he smirks at me.

I blush, a huge smile spreading across my face. "Is that right?"

"Yeah that's right," he teases back at me.

"So last night really happened?"

"It did," he pauses. "Although, I wish it had happened when we were both sober."

"Trust me, last night definitely wouldn't have happened if I was sober." He raises an eyebrow at me, just as I realize how that must have sounded. "I didn't mean–"

Eddie chuckles. "I know what you meant, Buck."

I laugh with him again. We sit in silence for a few more minutes, but this time it isn't awkward. It's comfortable. I glance over at the clock on Eddie's nightstand, then do a double take. It's almost seven. Our shift starts at eight. "I guess I should get home and shower." I jump out of bed, grabbing my clothes from the night before off the floor. I get dressed and head down the stairs, Eddie following closely behind me. "I guess I'll see you at work."

He chuckles again. "Yeah Buck, I'll see you at work." I turn for the door, but Eddie stops me. "Aren't you forgetting something?"

I turn to look at him, confusion evident on my face. A small smile spreads across my lips. I step closer to him, planting a sweet kiss on his lips. "Thank you," he pecks my lips again. "But that's not what I meant." He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a set of keys. The keys to my jeep.