Morning came and sunlight spilled into the room through half-closed curtains, bright and uninvited.
I groaned as I laid on the bed. My head ached from the hangover. I didn't even know when I had fallen asleep last night. As I tried to stretch my arms, something stopped me.
Two somethings.
My eyes blinked open, and for a moment I couldn't comprehend what I was seeing.
Christopher was asleep on my left, face buried in my breast, one arm grabbing my softness.
Arron, on my right, had an arm slung possessively across my waist. He too was asleep, peacefully.
For three very long seconds, I froze.
Then...
"What. The. Fuck."
I screamed in horror.
Both men groaned in unison but didn't wake.
I tried to sit up, only for their arms to tighten around me.
"Rosie... five more minutes," he mumbled, voice thick with sleep.
My jaw dropped. "Five more minutes!? Christopher, what the hell are you doing on my bed!?!"
I pushed at his arm, which only made him mumble something unintelligible and bury his face further into my breasts. On the other side, Arron frowned slightly, and tightened his grip, pulling me closer.
Now I was completely trapped between the men's strong arms, almost finding it hard to breathe.
"Oh god, Why are you punishing me like this?" I shrieked, glaring up at the ceiling like it had personally betrayed me. "How the hell did I end up like this!?"
Arron's voice came out low and half-asleep. "You always talk too much in the morning."
"Excuse me!?"
"Go back to sleep," he muttered in reply.
Christopher made a sleepy noise of agreement. "Yeah, Rosie, sleep..."
My eyes widened. "Fuck off!!"
In one sharp motion, I smacked Christopher's arm off, and shoved Arron's hand away. Both men groaned, blinking awake like confused children.
"What the hell are you too doing in ny room!??" I screamed, finally able to sit up.
Christopher squinted. "Why are you yelling...?"
"How else do you want me to react!? Seeing you both on the same bed as mine?" I snapped.
"Did you forget about last night?" Arron asked the obvious question.
"Huh!?"
And that's when I paused.
Shameful memories flooded in from last night, one by one.
My god.
Oh my god!!
What have I done!??
"No way...no fucking way!!" I grabbed my red hot face and screamed.
Christopher was surprised to see me react in this way after being so bold and shameless last night.
He glanced at Arron who was perfectly calm as he had seen this scene a few times already.
The bold and shameless Duchess suddenly starts panicking like a shy little girl when the morning comes.
"First time?" Arron smirked at Christopher.
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