Destiny's choice

Chapter 2

Warning: this chapter is a little sensitive! Better the first part not be read by children!

Courtney POV

The next morning I was sleeping on something so comfortable, something so warm, something … ‘Wait a minute why am I sleeping on “something” and not in my bed?

I opened my eyes and found myself sleeping in a king sized bed on “something" made of flesh (or maybe someone) a chest to be precise.

When I saw WHO was there I was shocked! DUNCAN WAS IN MY BED AND I WAS SLEEPING ‘’ON’’ HIS CHEST AND WE WERE TOTALLY NAKED!!!

“OH MY GOD!” I yelled loudly.” What are you doing in my room?”

When he heard my scream, Duncan woke up from his deep sleep; he yawned then answered: "No it's not the right question. The real question is… (He was making some suspense)

I didn’t believe it; he was playing with words like Chris while we were in a critical situation.

He pursues:” The real question is what are you doing in MY room?”

Both of us were wrong cause we were in a hotel room , But the big surprise was the mirror which was broken, the wall paper that was peeled off and one of the pillows that was empty of feathers cause they were dispersed all over the room.

“What happened here? A tornado came while we were sleeping?” He asked.

“Very funny Duncan, the most important thing to think about right now is how we are going to pay for all that if we are responsible for it? And tell me we didn’t…”

“We didn’t what?”

I was very annoyed and furious as I spat those words at him: “tell me we didn't have a... private night together… “

“And what exactly is the problem if we had a “private night together” that doesn’t mean anything" he said with his coolest unbothered voice.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN? At this point I've had it I was furious and I couldn't stand his attitude towards what was going on " How are we supposed to know if we’ve used a protection?" I yelled.

“First: Relax Drama Queen; second: I don’t know if we’ve used a “protection”, third: I don’t know either how we are going to pay back the damages.”

“Awful, you are very helpful I don’t know what I would do without you; really…” she yelled again.

“And now close your eyes till I get dressed. Then we will plan what to do next.”

But it wasn’t easy for her to get dressed because ironically every part of her clothes was...well….Her top was in the corridor or room entrance, her red skirt on the broken mirror beside Duncan’s pants and her bra was on the TV.

Duncan was laughing while he was seeing her searching for them all around the room and under the feathers covered by only the bed covers wrapped around her body; and at every laugh she answered him with a “Shut up, Duncan!”

When they got dressed, finally, (especially her) she asked him a question: “Why are we here together and what happened to that room?”

“I don’t know……… Wait a minute I kind of remember, I think…..”

-FLASHBACK-

Duncan POV

Replay: “Court…I am sorry a-about what happened in-in world tour …. I had never meant to-to hurt you “ I stuttered. “I think…I mean I am sure that I am in love with…….”