Addiction

Chapter 20.

"Craving, I'm craving I crave you, waiting, I'm waiting to touch you.."

(Tove Lo - Crave)

[a.n]

I couldn't want to wait until Friday gahhh & I keep accidentally updating, it's so annoying

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I have a full bladder, a throbbing brain, and an empty stomach. I was alone in a bed wrapped in a white duvet burrito style. I thought I was in my bed at first until I looked around the room orange, maroon, and brown furniture filling up the space. I'm in a hotel? Lifting up the blanket to get out of the bed, I freeze. Oh shit. Besides my bra, I am completely naked. Looking on the side of the bed, I quickly put on my panties and my clothes from last night. What am I doing in the hotel room, naked?

Fractured memories of last night play through my mind, Hayden and I are in Vegas, I got drunk, I tried to make a move on him—more than once, but it doesn't add up to how I got naked.

Did Hayden and I have sex last night? I know I threw myself at him, but I was drunk, he could've at least had the decency to say no and not take advantage of me.

I always assumed after the first time I would be sore, but I feel nothing down there.

Out of the three problems I woke up with, the bathroom was the closest and my bladder was seconds away from exploding. I sigh walking into the bathroom.

In the midst of washing my face, the hotel door opened and shut followed by voices. Is that Hayden? I exit the bathroom to find Hayden digging in a platter of food. He was only dressed in pajama pants, I couldn't help myself as my eyes drunk him in. The chest hairs, his perfectly toned abs—six and counting—the line of hairs running from his naval down to his genitalia, the deep v line, barely showing thanks to his pants. He's so yummy, instead of eating breakfast, I'd be more willing to eat him instead. I couldn't even look away from him if I tried. He had unkempt bed hair but he didn't look like he slept much or at all really. "Finally you've revived from your comatose," He chuckles, "you feeling okay?"

"Just a slight headache." I tell him.

"Of course, I had this sent up for you." He hands me a small pack of ibuprofen, and a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. "The orange juice and the ibuprofen will help with your hangover."

"Thank you Hayden." I open the packet taking the two pills and swallowing them down with the orange juice."Can I ask you a question?"

"You want to know if we had sex last night," The corners of his mouth quirk up into a lascivious smirk making me feel uneasy as he lifts a plate off of the tray. I felt the heat rushing to my cheeks. "We didn't. I told you, you were too drunk for me."

"Oh thank god," I breathe, "Can I ask you another question?"

"You want to know how you ended up naked?"

"Yes." I nod. This is so embarrassing.

He doesn't seem to see how embarrassed I am and with elation showing on his face and great delight in his voice he answers, "You wanted me to fuck you, but I said no, so you took it upon yourself and gave yourself an orgasm."

"No I didn't." I don't believe him, I wouldn't do that.

"It was a welcomed serendipity, Alice. How much of last night do you remember?"