The Night I Forgot

Chapter 2

There I was sleeping peacefully, when suddenly I feel something move beside me. I immediately sat upright, and felt the pain in my head. Mr. Flirt was laying beside me, sleeping. He even looked sexy when he was sleeping! His hair all messy. His muscles relaxed. His lips looking kissable.

Then it hit me. Why was I sleeping beside him? Why did I not remember bringing him to my hotel room? Of course I remember HIM, a delicious man like that imprints himself in your memory, but why were we sleeping together? Did we...did we..do the nasty?! Oh my gosh please tell me we didn't! My life is already too complicated for this.

I slowly climb out of bed, thinking about sneaking away and just letting it be a one night stand, but then I realized this was my hotel room soo... Instead I just made my way towards the bathroom. As I looked in the mirror I saw myself standing there looking flat and horrible as always. My blue eyes the only thing that looks good. My blonde hair a tangled mess. My tank top and wrinkled shorts were not helping. I picked up my toothbrush and started brushing my teeth. Hopefully I looked better than this when.. What's his name again..Brandon? Bentley? Barry?Whatever! Whenever HE wakes up, I hope I look better than this!

I am horrible! I sleep with a guy, and I can't remember his name in the morning?! That is just ruthless. I really need to figure out his name before he wakes. I don't wanna look like a hoe or something.

"Hey there beautiful. Do you have a toothbrush I can use?"

Oh my gosh! He is awake! I look horrible, have toothpaste all over my face, and don't know his name. So much for thinking I finally had a guy interested. Way to blow it for yourself. I spit and rinsed out my mouth of the minty toothpaste..

"Not really, sorry. I only packed my own."

"Oh it's fine I'll just use yours," he said intimidatingly while wiggling his eyebrows, making me laugh.

"Umm..maybe Anita has one. I'll go check," I say, turning away to go to check her bathroom. He grabbed my arm and turned me around, pinning me to his chest. He smiled seductively, and I couldn't help but blush.

"Don't you think you should get used to us using the same bathroom supplies?"

Wait. What? What is he talking about? Why would I need to get used to that? Whatever was intended, I don't get it. Maybe it's just the blonde part of me not getting th joke or something.

"What do you mean," I asked, feeling stupid.

"Well you are my wife. I just figured you wouldn't mind.."

"What are you talking about?! I am not married to anyone. I can't even remember your name, no offense, but I don't! Are you physco?!" I was practically screaming at the poor 

man.

He stepped back a little, since I was still pressed up against him. He simply replied,"Well that is very forgetful, Allie. My name is Blake. Blake Robinson. And you," he said holding my hand up,"you are Allie Robinson."

Why? Why..? What in the f**k was going on here? That couldn't possibly be a ring on my finger. Could it? I was just fretting over sleeping with the guy and now I am supposingly married to him?! I am such a horrible person! What in the right mind was I thinking last night? I couldn't have been THAT drunk. Yes, he is sexy and all, but marrying him?! That is just way too far! I didn't even know his name until a couple seconds ago. This must be a joke. Yeah. He's just playing a trick on me. That's the only reasonable option.

"Hahaha very funny. Now come one take your ring back,"I say shakily.

"Allie, I'm serious. We are married. I like you and maybe not so much the other way around,but it'll be fine! We can make it through. You might not like me yet, but I will try my best to make you decide otherwise."