Pitch Black

Pitch Black [7]

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I waked up with a terrible headache and arid throat. I slowly get off the bed and quickly drank the glass of water placed on top of my dresser. I yawned and slowly rubbed my eyes. I looked down at my attire and realized that I'm wearing a plain white t-shirt and my underwear.

How the hell did I get into this? I thought to myself in uttered shock.

I quickly fetched my iPhone 6 which was nearby the bed and turned it on. Suddenly, the screen appeared with thirty-two missed calls and twenty-five text messages from Ace alone and twenty-five missed calls from an unknown number.

I checked the messages from the unknown number first.

{Hey

Are you alright?

A man named Ace took you out of the bar last night and he claimed to be your boss.

I don't trust him.

oh This is Alessandro by the way.

etc.............}

From that alone, suddenly my memory became restored. Holy shit! This is bad. This is really, really bad.

Immediately, I checked the text messages Ace left me.

{Harper, Are you okay.

I'm sorry for my sudden outburst towards you. Please forgive me.

Please answer me. Are you alright? I've tried calling you, but you're not picking up the phone.

Harper! Your starting to make me worried. I'm getting angry and frustrated. I came by your apartment and you're not there.

You know how I get when people doesn't answer me! I HATE BEING IGNORED!!! Your losing my patience! I'm not in the fucking mood right now!!!

etc.......}

Geez! I'm in loads of trouble now. I quickly put on my gray shorts and left my room. I was about to head to the bathroom, but heard music coming from the kitchen. I immediately changed my direction and walked down the hallway. The music grew louder and louder.

*Music: I've got to get ready, just a few minutes more

Gonna get that old feeling when you walk through that door*

This is weird. Did I actually forget to turn off the radio or something? As I entered the kitchen, my eyes opened widely in shock.

* Music: For tonight is the night, for feeling alright

We'll be making love the whole night through

So I'm saving all my love

Yes, I'm saving all my love

Yes, I'm saving all my love for you*

There he was! Ace! Mr. Ace Black in my kitchen in only his boxers making pancakes and eggs. He swayed his hips to the music as he flipped the pancake with the spatula.

Oh MY GOSH! This was like was watching additional scenes from Magic Mike. His muscle reflexed every time he flipped the pancakes. His eight pack was firm and well sculptured like a masterpiece.

As he placed the pancake on the plate, his eyes connected with mines. My cheeks instantly heated at the stared at the glorious man in front of me. I froze in bewilderment with my mouth open as he walked towards. Oh MY!

I was about to walk away, but I was too late. Ace pulled me back gently and turned me around. His body so was close to me. It was so close that I can feel his heartbeat. Am I dreaming? Did I die and went to heaven?