𝐎𝐮𝐫 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 | 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟎𝟐

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝟏𝟕

BREE

I wake up the next morning alone in bed.

Disappointment is quick to settle into my stomach.

I internally shake my head.

This is stupid. Of course he would leave.

I didn’t keep track of how many rounds we went through. In the end, we both were exhausted and couldn’t avoid falling asleep.

I remember him holding me and I didn’t protest. It was nice and warm.

It was safe.

I sit up, using the sheet to cover my naked body. I grab my bag that I threw on the ground last night and pull out my phone.

I need to call someone-

The door of the room opens and I clutch my sheets tighter, making sure I’m covered.

I’m ready to scream for help when Finn walks in the room, already dressed.

He didn't leave..

I'm not sure if I like the relief that washes over me at the thought.

“Oh, you’re awake,” he says and closes the door.

I blink at him as he walks towards me and hands me a bag.

I take it, “what’s in it?”

“Clothes.”

I look around the room, “what happened to the dress I wore?-” I stop myself, I spot it and realize what happened to it.

He ripped it.

I look at him.

“I would apologize but I don’t feel sorry,” he says, wearing a satisfied smile.

“You owe me a dress,” I tell him.

“I’ll buy you thousands only if I get to do that again,”

I stay quiet. I look down at the bag and pull out the shirt and pants.

I look back at the man still standing in front of me.

“I need to change.”

“Hm?- oh, right.” he turns around and walks ahead till the only view in front of him is the wall.

I quickly change into different clothes and brush my hair with my fingers. I pick up the ripped pieces of my dress and throw them into the bag. I put my phone back in my purse and pull it over my shoulder.

“I’m done,”

Finn turns around and faces me, “ready to go?”

I nod and follow him out of the club. None of us says anything on the way.

Should I be saying something to him? He’s acting so natural… but I guess he’s used to having one night-stands. He probably prefers it better than-

“Here,”

My thoughts and steps halt and I find Finn holding out a helmet.

I realize we’re standing by his motorbike and my stomach flips.

“What’s wrong?” Finn asks when I don’t take the helmet.

“Nothing.” I say, still looking at his motorbike, “I’ve never been on a motorbike. I’m gonna fall.”

“I won’t let you.”

I look at him. He’s serious.

When I keep staring at him, he says, “promise.” then smiles.