Chapter eight

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The situation between me and glen continued drunken sex then pushing him away when I was sober he seemed to know to keep his distance when I was sober Callum had gone home for a few weeks and Luke had gone home for his mums birthday I was sat in the bar of the hotel we were staying in for the night when glen sat next to me he ordered himself a beer and me a wine we didn't say anything to each other we didn't have to we knew what would happen at the end of night hour later and we stumbled down the corridor to his room hand in hand he barely got the door open before he was kissing me I pulled his top over his head takin time to admire him he pulled me towards the bed pulling at my top we were soon naked on the bed doing what we normally did when we were drunk normally I'd leave but he pulled me into his arms I tried to pull away "stop it just stay" he told me we laid quiet in each others arms he placed a kiss on my head I fell asleep in his arms I woke up wondering where I was and saw glen asleep next to me I took my time to look at him he was a good looking bloke he started waking up I got up and started getting dressed "you ok" he asked "yeh sorry I fell asleep" "it's fine" "I should go" I told him "you don't have to" "I do this is weird we don't usually wake up together" "we were more drunk than normal I suppose" "were always drunk" I picked my stuff up and left the room I jumped in the shower washing the night away I felt dirty sleeping with him again no matter how good it was I didn't behave like this normally the day was pretty uneventful Mark tried chatting to me about glen but I didn't give anything away glen was pretty quiet after sorting there clothes out for the night I hit the bar in the hotel I was vaguely aware of someone at the side of me it was my drinking buddy "you started without me" "sorry you were busy" "I best hurry up and catch up then hadn't I" he told me "shots" I asked him he smirked and nodded at me "your beautiful" I heard him say "you don't have to lie glen" "I'm not you are" he told me "thanks" we ordered shot after shot and more beer and wine than was necessary I felt ill we made our way into the lift glen kissing my neck "I want you so much" "not here in the room" "I can't get enough of you" he admitted we fell into the room we laid on the bed but it went no further both if us passed out too drunk to do anything

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