My Marriage Contract

Chapter 4

I sat up on the bed about to scream, but I covered my mouth with my hands.

I looked down and saw that I still had my clothes on from yesterday, and the guy next to me didn't look like he was naked.

Okay calm down Rexy. It's obvious that you didn't sleep with him, so chill out.

I crept off the bed as quietly as I could, but my massive headache caused me to lose my balance and I landed on the floor with a loud THUD.

"Uugh my head."

"Yeah, that's what happens when you get as wasted as you did last night."

I stood up quickly and saw the mysterious guy sitting up on his bed. Even though he had just woken up, I had to admit, he looked pretty good. He was tan with honey brown hair that looked messy, in a hot kind of way

Woah, I don't even know this guy. Calm your hormones Rex.

But even though he was wearing a white buttoned up shirt, you could clearly see his toned muscles. The eyes he had were not only hypnotizing, but it felt like his piercing brown eyes had the ability to read my mind.

"Are you done checking me out yet?"

I came out of my thoughts

"Pssh y-yeah right, I've seen better. If you'll excuse me, I'm just going to get my stuff and go."

I rushed getting my jacket and guitar and walked out the door of his house, hoping he wouldn't see the blush on my face . As soon as I was outside, I let out the breath I didn't even know I was holding in. I began walking down the street, but the more I walked the more I realized I had no idea where I was.

Crap, how do I get home from here?

With no other choice, I walked back and knocked on the guys door, feeling completely embarrassed. After a few minutes he opened the door, and as soon as he saw me, he gave me a smirk that I wanted to badly wipe it off with my fist,

"Can I help you?"

"Look, I don't know how I got here or what even happened last night. What I do know is, that I woke up in a strangers bed and, I don't know how to get home, so could you please be the nice person I hope you are and help me out?"

"Sure....in a bit. Come inside."

As I walked inside, I noticed how nice his house actually was. It had a modern feel to it, but it didn't really feel like a home.

"Would you like some aspirin for your hangover?"

"Yes, please"

I responded as I followed him into his kitchen. He opened a cabinet and started looking through it, while I sat on one of the the four stools he had around the island.

"Aah here it is."

He passed them to me and poured me a glass of water. As I took a few aspirins, I saw him pour himself some coffee.

"So do you not remember anything at all from last night?" He asked, leaning against the counter.

"Just a little, when I drink to much I kind of black out and don't remember anything the next day. That's why it's rare when I drink that much."

"Oh, well you did get pretty wasted last night. How much do you remember?"

"Well, I remember playing the concert, signing a few autographs, taking shots with my band mates,.......oh yeah I think I got hit by car."

I noticed him tense up when I said those last words, then it hit me.

"Wait a minute.....you're that same asshole!"