Chapter 15- Too-Good-To-Be-True Situations

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Chapter Quote:

"Where there is no love, put love and you will find love." - St. John of the Cross

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7 days left.

These 3 fcking words woke me up.

Nah, I was kidding. I was kept awake by what happened last night and still couldn't get over it. Now you might be wondering why I was so affected? Haven't I ever been kissed before? Well duh. I have! Being a celebrity, sort of, I had a few relationships, here and there, but none taken seriously.

With Asher it's something different. Maybe because it was unexpected? Maybe because I like him? I don't know. And because of all these nonesense questions, I wasn't able to sleep. To him maybe it was nothing but here I am, looking as ugly as fck with my eyebags.

I got up and decided to take a quick shower. After a good 15 minute-shower, I was drying my hair when I noticed another door on the other side of the bathroom. I wonder where it leads to. Dismissing the thought, I shrugged and continued drying my hair. Knowing that there's no one but me, I just wrapped a towel and was about to head out when I heard someone let out a string of profanities. When I turned around, it was Asher holding his towel and toothbrush wearing only his boxers.

Good morning, gorgeous. My inner bitch cat-called.

I wouldn't say my inner bitch was wrong though. How can someone who just woke up look that perfect? He had complete 'I-woke-up-like-this' perfect look with his tousled hair and sleepy eyes which are now gone, by the way, and it was replaced with a look as if he just saw a ghost. But why is he blushing? Is he really blushing?

I looked down at what I was wearing and realized I was only wearing a towel that stopped on my mid-thigh.

"Shit." I cursed and felt my cheeks burn.

Asher snickered and as I looked at him, I caught a glimpse of his body.

Oohlala. That perfect pack. That perfect rectus abdominis. This inner bitch is observant. I'll give her that credit.

Knowing I was checking him out, he had this mischievious glint in his eyes that I never saw before.

Is he going to rape me? I'm too young to have babies!

Keep dreaming, bitch. There goes my inner voice again, bringing me to my senses.

"Uhm .. Ah .. Good morning?" I greeted stuttering.

"Good morning, Princess." He greeted with a grin.

How can he be so cool about this?!

He took a step forward while I stepped back. He took another step while I stepped back, again. And again. And again. What the fck is he doing? Trying to seduce me? Am I really that gorgeous to be seduced?

He is doing a pretty good job at it. Shut up, bitch.

While he was coming closer, he kept staring into my eyes just like what he did last night. Shit, last night. Is he about to do it again?! I don't want to lose my sanity again!

Finally, when he was a few inches away from me, and I couldn't distance myself anymore because of the walls, he bent down and picked up something on the floor. He held it up for me to see and my cheeks couldn't get any more redder when I realized it was my pink laced undies.

Kill me now. Swallow me whole, tiles! Hide me! Give me invisibility for one minute!

"I believe this is yours?" He asked with amusement clear in his eyes. "You know, Princess, if you were trying to seduce me, you could've directly knocked on my door."

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