My Best Friend's Dad

Chapter 8

I woke up the next morning unaware of what had happened the rest of that night.

My eyes adjusted to the room's great light. I was naked beneath the sheets. My heart immediately raced with fear and curiosity.

I sat up quickly and my nose picked up the scent of pumpkin spice. There was an arm that laid across my waist. I followed its length.

It was Shawn. I wanted to scream, to yell "What the fūck?!", or to punch him. I decided it would be better to get away from him.

I gently removed his arm from my body and stepped onto the tiled floor. I was in a room I'd never been in before.

I found a spare blanket on a chair in a corner and wrapped it around myself.

The warmth warmed my body, but all over, my skin crawled with fear. What happened in that bed last night?

I opened the door slowly and closed it back. I waited behind the door.

"Baby?" Shawn asked.

"Get back in here. " he said calmly yet forcefully.

I ran. I was going to run to Louis's room or maybe Liz's room, but instead I ran to the library. Surely if he came after me he wouldn't look there.

Once I reached the room that held books, I hid in the back behind a book shelf. I soon closed my eyes and fell asleep.

"Baby?" "Baby?"

I jolted awake.

"Louis?" I looked around at bookcases.

"Are you okay? Why are you back here?" He asked looking around.

"I just had to..." I didn't finish. He was looking at my body when I realized I was still naked. I closed the blanket.

"Let's get some clothes on you." He said standing up from his squatting position. I pulled his tie down to where his face was met with mine.

"No." I whispered. Our faces inches apart.

"You don't want clothes on?" He asked. I could hear the smirk in his voice.

"Um.. No. I want to stay here." I said.

He looked down to my hand that held his tie. I released him. I suddenly missed the close scent of him.

"Why are you back here?" He asked again. His eyes searched for answers in mine.

My lips parted open to let air pass through. "So your wife's back." I said. Why did I say anything? I stared at his blue suit.

"Yeah let's not talk about that." He smiled.

I frowned. Why is she back? Do you love her? Did you love me? Questions I wish could be answered. I looked down.

"I don't love her like I love you, Baby." He whispered.

My eyes sprung open and I licked my dry lips. "What?" I asked astonished.

"You heard me. She said she didn't love me. These things don't just change over night." I smiled ear to ear as did he.

"But last night-" he pressed his finger to my soft lips. One touch had me weak. His finger separating the silence. I smiled. No. Way.

I looked to my right to see the dust swimming in the sunlight of the small window.

"Let's not talk about her when you are so naked." He said darkly as he leaned in.

Sorry for the cliffhanger and the long await for a short chapter but I's had writer's block. Hopefully I can post more frequent. I've been writing this all fall break. Yeah. Writers block. But hey I got my permit. After the first try lol. Have a happy day or night