Snaked🐍

Chapter One

I opened my eyes and tried to familiarize myself with my surroundings. Blue lace curtains, brown dresser in the corner, yellow-satin sheets. Where the hell was I? I didn't own any of those things.

I stayed still for a moment, trying to focus my eyes properly when I felt slight breathing on my shoulder. I immediately jumped and sat up straight. My eyes were focused fine now. Shit. Kamryn's husband. My best friend's husband was lying shirtless next to me in bed. I WAS IN HIS BED. IN HIS HOUSE. HALF NAKED.

I couldn't remember anything from the night before. I tried tracing my steps back to try and figure out how I ended up sleeping with Carter but nothing rang a bell.
I decided to sneak out before he woke up, maybe it would avoid major awkwardness. Then again, maybe he knew how we ended up like this...

I sat there for another moment, holding the sheets around my chest, contemplating whether to wake Carter up or leave. I thought that if I left, I could always ask him another day when I would be fully clothed and not in his bed. But if I didn't stay, he might just blab about how he slept with his wife's best friend and I didn't want that happening when I still had no idea what the fuck was going on.

I decided to leave anyway, but me, being as clumsy as I am, tripped and fell onto the wooden floor as I was getting out of bed. Carter woke up and looked at me with his big, brown eyes.
"Where're you off to so early, Saige?"
I stood up, one arm wrapped around my chest, looking like an idiot. I could feel myself getting flustered knowing Carter was looking at me like this and had probably seen more last night.
"I'm heading home, Carter." I said as sternly as I could.

I know I shouldn't even have been looking at him considering that he's married to my best friend, but the way his chestnut hair flopped so perfectly to the side and his lips curved so cutely into a little smirk like he was always up to something naughty - which this time, he literally had been! It was all just so irresistible and this was all new to me because before that morning, I never looked at Carter in a sexual way -ever.

Carter got out of bed and threw a shirt on - damn him. And walked up to me.
I backed away slowly, not knowing what to do next.
"Relax," he told me in the most calming voice ever. How could I not listen?
"Do you want some coffee?"
"Carter..." I said slowly.
"This is all too much, we can't be sleeping around like this. It's not fair on Kamryn... I feel like the shittiest friend in the world. How could I let this happen and why didn't you stop it? Well not that it matters now since it's done and dusted but what the hell Carter, how did this happen?!"
I said everything in one breath, clearly looking exasperated because straight after, Carter told me to sit down.

"How much do you actually remember about last night, Saige?" He chuckled.
That made me go red. WHY WAS HE LAUGHING WHEN HIS MARRIAGE MAY POTENTIALLY BE FALLING APART AT THIS VERY MOMENT?
In the spur of the moment, I picked up a box of tissues that was by the bedside and flung it at him. (Not like that did much on his rock hard tummy. He didn't even flinch. Damn him. Again.)
"I DON'T REMEMBER ANYTHING BUT I'M PRETTY SURE WE HAD SEX." I hollered.

Well, did we have sex? I mean I didn't feel any different, and the last time I had sex was years ago if I'm being honest, (Not something I'm proud of at the age of 33) but what can you do when you're a two on a scale of one-to-ten but have standards of a hundred?

Anyway, sorry, I blabber a lot.
"No, Saige," Carter laughed. "We definitely did not have sex."
At this point my mind was boggled. If we didn't sleep together what was I doing half naked next to him, and what was he doing shirtless breathing onto me like I was his wife?!

"Then explain this." I said, pointing down to my undergarments while still clutching my chest. "Why don't I remember anything that happened?"
"Oh, well it's actually a funny story," Carter said, smiling at me. Everything seemed to be humoring him that morning. It made me want to punch his perfectly chiseled face.

"You see, you came over to drop off Kam's dry cleaning and stuff kind of went really wrong really fast."
OH YES! I thought, That's right, I remember now. Kamryn had asked me to pick up some of her clothes and drop it off while she was away with her colleagues for the weekend. I have a key to her house and I honestly didn't expect Carter to be home- I mean if he was going to be there, Kam would've asked him to fetch her dry cleaning and not me. He was supposed to be at his brother's house until she came back home but clearly he changed his mind.

"You see, I was upstairs, asleep, and heard the door unlock," Carter continued. "and obviously that freaked me out because I didn't expect anyone coming in, right."
Well, that's all I remembered. I unlocked the door, and that's it. After that it's as if my mind was on pause until this morning.

"I got the pellet gun and walked downstairs to check it out, and I must have scared you a hell-of-a-lot because as soon as you saw me, you got quite startled and tripped over the basket of clothes downstairs."
I furrowed my eyebrows and allowed him to carry on talking, admiring the way his lips moved as he spoke. Jesus, Saige. Stop it.

"Yeah well, when you tripped, you hit your head on the side of the wall and passed out." Carter shook his head.
"I dabbed your forehead with a wet cloth for about an hour because your body was heating up. I thought the best decision was to keep you as cool as possible in case anything got worse."
"So you decided to strip me down and put me in the same bed as you?" I interrupted.
"Actually, I was just going to slip one of Kam's vests over you but you came to a bit and kept fighting me off."

At this point, I really wasn't very convinced. I mean, would you be if this was the explanation you got?
"I didn't want to leave you alone when you slept because I was scared something bad would happen, so I stayed with you." Carter looked at me as if I was expected to get down on my knees thanking him for everything he did. To be completely honest, I believed not one word of what he said.

I didn't know what really happened last night, but I really didn't want to know. I was a bit glad I didn't remember anything. I sat there for a few seconds, deep in thought, until Carter's sneeze interrupted me.

"Bottom line is," I sighed. "Is that Kamryn can't know about this. We didn't have sex, but she still doesn't need to know about this whole situation." Well at least I think we didn't have sex...
So, Carter and I agreed to keep everything hush, even though it was killing me inside and eating at me to tell Kam.

I took all my clothes and everything else I had brought there with me and headed home, trying to make sense of exactly what had just happened. I'm pretty sure Carter was lying about the whole thing and I'm not sure why.

I'm not sure why I don't remember anything but if believing his dumb story means I never have to think or speak about it again, then so be it.