When I wake up the next morning, she isn't beside me...I roll out of bed and circle my fingers over my temples for a moment, willing the pounding in my head to go away. "B..." I call out.
She pokes her head out from behind the bathroom door "Yeah?"
I lay back down, grateful for the cool of the pillow against my cheek and the positive effect it has on my hangover "Nothing, I just didn't know where you were..."
Striding into the room in one of the fluffy white hotel robes she loves so much she looks me over
You look like hell J..."
"I feel like hell too..." I add "Guess I had one too many drinks last night."
She nods "Yeah I'd say so..." and then pulls the robe open to reveal the marks on her neck and chest last night.
My eyes widen with a little smile "Damn, look at you..."
She laughs a little, closing the robe back up "You seem pleased with yourself. I, however, am a little annoyed...it's gonna take a ton of make up to hide these."
"Sorry baby...I got a little carried away...it was fucking amazing though wasn't it?"
"Yeah it was..." she agrees before turning to pull her clothes for the day out of the closet while I relive last night in my head with a little smile still playing over my lips.
When I popped those pills I expected to enjoy it, but damn...the sex alone was beyond incredible, but it was more than that...they made everything perfect. It all seemed just right in a way it hasn't in a long time.
"What got into you last night anyway?" She asks, pulling a shirt over her head.
"What do you mean?" I grin, re-positioning myself on the bed so I can see her clearly "You loved it."
"I did..." she assures me "But you just seemed...I don't know, different. Are you sure you're okay?"
I roll my eyes and sigh with slight irritation "Don't start with that B...I'm fine."
She eyes me in the mirror while slipping her earrings in "Okay, no need to get mad."
"I'm not mad. Where are you headed anyway?" I ask, changing the subject.
"I've got a couple errands to run...is there anything you need me to do for you before I go?"
I raise my eyebrows and bite my bottom lip "Well yeah, now that you mention it..."
She shakes her head with a smile "Not like that J."
"Oh..." I dramatically pout "Then no, I'm straight."
She knows I mean I don't need anything but teases me anyhow "Oh I know you're straight...you proved the hell out of that last night."
"What can I say? I'll always throw down for you B...it's what I do best."
She heads over and offers me a quick kiss "Definitely. Don't forget you have that meeting at 1...did you have a chance to look at the schedule I printed up for you?"
"Yeah, I saw it...3 o'clock...got it."
Her shoulders slump with a sigh "1 Justin...the meetings at 1. I just said it two seconds ago."
"I know, I know...I don't know why I said 3...I'll be there."
She leans in and kisses me again, this time on the forehead "K...see you in a little while, you need to get up and start getting ready if you're gonna make it...Call me if you need anything."
I tell her I will and wait until she's gone to text Twist: Call your boy...think I'm gonna need to have some more of those.
I drop my phone down on the bed beside me and pull a fresh blunt from the end table to smoke while I wait for his reply with absolutely no intention of making that meeting.
***
When I arrive back at our room hours later Justin is nowhere to be found. I haven't heard from him all day in fact, which is a bit unusual. Maybe the meeting lasted longer than expected and they went for dinner afterwards. Who knows really. I throw my purse down on the coffee table and kick my shoes off. It's been a long day already and it's only 6pm. I flick on the TV only to hear Justin slide his key card in the door moments later. He stops in his tracks as if he's surprised to see me. "Hey baby, how was the meeting"
He leans down and gives me a quick kiss on the forehead. "It was fine..boring..but I gotta run again I'm sorry" He licks his lips and adjusts his hat when I look at him questioningly.
I give him a sweet little smile "Where you off to already, you just got here.." I look down at my phone to check his schedule. "You're done for the rest of the night right"
YOU ARE READING
Catching Feelings
FanfictionHe's an international pop star, she's his twenty something assistant...how long will it take for Justin to convince her that what they have is more, and how long will it take for her to realize he's right?
