'You look beautiful in that white dress. Too bad your boyfriend is not here to feast his eyes!' The message on my phone read.
My head whipped up, and I looked around frantically. Sweat dripped my face even in the cold weather. He was here?
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Sam's POV:
The space beside me felt warm. A strong scent of vanilla lingered in the environment. Something about the situation felt strange. I tried to open my eyes but my heavy eyelids didn't have the strength to be apart even for mere seconds. I gave up immediately. The warmness in the cold room gave a pleasurable sensation. I snuggled closer to the source.
A heavy and long object fell on my belly but it wasn't painful. It pulled me closer to the warmth. What the hell is happening? My eyes flew open and my heart fluttered inside my chest. The place isn't the one I'm used to waking up everyday. It's actually my parents' room. How did I get in here? My nerves calmed down but at that moment someone started playing the drums inside my head. The effects of having too many drinks. I groaned as the throbbing headache set in. I closed my eyes, vowing not to open it ever again. All I want now is to fall into an eternal sleep.
"Morning, lioness." A husky voice whispered in my ear.
I opened my eyes and turned to my side. Daniel watched me with amusement in his eyes. He was lying beside me with his arm around my waist. Wait! What?!
"Aaaghh!" I let out one of my girliest scream and rolled to the other side of the bed. In my attempt I fell off the bed and landed on my butt.
"Ouch!" I groaned in pain and he began laughing. Idiot! The pain inside my head became worse.
I placed my hands on the edge of the bed and shifted my weight to it. With much difficulty, I pushed myself off the floor. I rubbed my back to ease up the pain. But it seemed like someone was enjoying it way too much. I shoot daggars at him. If looks could kill, he would probably have bled himself to death by now.
"I must say, my shirt looks better on you", he smirked.
I scrunched my eyebrows in confusion. I took in his shirtless form and then looked down at myself. I was wearing one of his oversized sweater and his boxers. How the hell did I get in this? Daniel crossed his hands behind his head and rested against the headboard with the smile still plastered on his lips. If I could just slap him hard enough to remove it!
"What the hell happened?" I snapped at him but he was totally unaffected by it.
"You know what happened." He chuckled, pushing me further to act on my instincts.
"Why would I ask you if I did?" I gritted my teeth.
He eyed me for a minute and then a mischievous grin formed on his lips.
"Are you going to tell me or not?" I asked getting impatient.
"Nothing." He grinned and jumped off the bed.
"Nothing? What do you mean by nothing?" I trudged to his side but he ignored me and walked over to the bathroom.
"Look for it in the dictionary." He chuckled. He was clearly enjoying the misery I was going through. Sadistic imbecile! I ran ahead of him and stood in front of the bathroom door. He cannot enter the bathroom now without answering me, can he? *Wiggle eyebrows*
