Beautiful Marriage

03. We're Married

Ashley

A sharp pain was killing my brain and my whole body felt tired.

I opened my eyes to the blinding sunlight and stretched across to turned off the bedside lamp .

I felt nothing. I felt no lamp. Where the hell am I.

I tried getting up but a hand was wrapped around my waist pulling me down .

It can't be Joel. No ,no,no.

I opened my eyes wide.

This is not my bed. It was way bigger.

This room was large with a 60 inch flat screen. The dark blue drapes were really thick and seems heavy. There was a lovers coach even a freaking dining table.

Oh no.

What have I gotten myself into. This can't be happening.

My head starts to pound and I felt the throbbing pain.

I need to get out of here ASAP I said to myself. I was walking on my toes trying to get away as fast as possible but I felt the bile in my stomach starting to rise. I rushed towards the first door I saw but it's not the bathroom it is a freaking gigantic closet. I rushed towards the next door and I found the bathroom. I rushed towards the toilet and puke out my guts.

I stand and rinse my mouth then washed my face.

"How the fuck did you ended up in my room?" A husky voice ask as I emerge from the bathroom.

How the fuck should I know.

"I don't know. I woke up here with no memories of last night" he hold on to his hair and start tugging it.

"How much money do you want?" He ask "did my mother send you here" he said a minute later

"What are you talking about?" I questioned I couldn't shouted because I have an headache.

"Don't act like your innocent! Trying to snatch up yourself a rich guy."

"What the heck your talking about?" I wanted to ask if anything happen between us but I was too embarrass .

"How much money is my mom paying you?" I just stand looking at him "to teach me a lesson."

"I don't know your mother"

"Look I will pay you double or triple of what she pays you." He said

A memory of last night flash in front of my eyes Brianna and Joel messing around with each other.

What the fuck did I do having myself a rebound. I have to ask.

"Did we?" I asked raising an eyebrow.

"Did we what?" He questioned.

"You know? Did we?" I pressed.

"Are you afraid to say the word sex?" He laughed.

"No am not" I totally am afraid to say it.

"So ask your question then." He said standing from the bed. The sheet fell to the ground. He is in his boxer's only. Oh no.

He was sexy. Six pack ,well muscles arms and a little hair from his belly down to his boxer's.

I blinked and took my eyes off him "Did we have sex?" I blurted out.

"No we didn't." He shook his head. He then make a painful sound "headache I think I had a little too much to drink"

Don't we all.