Pretend Wife

Chapter 3

Here's another chapter and for the first time, mystery girl's POV.
Enjoy.
Picture of Max above.

Kelly's POV

The sun creeping through the curtains was blinding. I stretched my limbs, surprisingly I didn't hit my bed's headboard like always. Wait, when did my bed get bigger and how did my bed sheets turn to be silk and soft. Yeah, unless am dead and in heaven, something is really wrong.

A door opened and I sat up expecting my father's insults and as always my sisters backing him.

It wasn't my father who came in but a guy. The first thing I noticed was that he had brown hair that was pointing in all places but still looked good. He wore sweat pants and was shirtless. He had a broad chest, abs you can die for and a tan I envied.
I noticed that his eyes were a greyish blue, his lips a dark shade of pink the exact opposite of mine that are bright. This guy is so handsome.

Noticing I was awake, the guy stopped and turned to me. He was so tall and the V running down and into his sweats was so disturbing that I couldn't keep from starring. What is wrong with you Kelly?

I managed to tear my eyes from the magnificently hot guy and looked down at my wrists that were aching.
"Hey," the stranger said, "how are you feeling?"

Oh he's talking to me? Hot guy is talking to me.
He noticed I was quiet and slowly approached me then sat on the far end of the bed. "Let's start with something easy, am Max. What's your name?"

So his name is Max, cute. I cleared my throat and tried to smile. He must have thought that am a hobo or freak though he didn't show it.
"I'm KKelly Trainer, how am I here?" I stutter now? Wow.

I felt his eyes still on me, studying me. It was so freaking disturbing I started to sweat. I was never the center of attention and I like being invisible.
Max stood up and went to a door which turned out to be a walk in closet. Who is this guy? Whoever he is, he is loaded.

He shuffled through his clothes and came out wearing a black suit with a tie in his hands. He pulled a chair from a corner and sat next to my bed or should I say his bed.
Then it hit me, Oh my God am in his bed.

I started panicking and checked if I still had my clothes on. Still there, whew.
"Are you going to tell me how am here?"

Max tensed and scratched the back of his head, slightly embarrassed. "An idiot kind of friend...well not a friend really, he kidnapped you and offered you to me as a birthday gift." He paused and waited for my reaction but I remained frozen. "I...I am sorry, I just wish I could do something about it but I can't. Kelly, you-"

I put my hand up and he stopped talking, "It's not you and I wasn't kidnapped."
I really wish I was kidnapped though, that way I wouldn't feel like dirt because my own...Don't think about it.