The Amazing Tales of Groomigan

Chatper 10

     I groaned, turning on my side. Why did I drink so much? I don't remember anything.. I hope I didn't do anything stupid. So much for proving myself.

     I sighed, before opening my eyes. I stared at an unfamiliar ceiling. The light didn't help my headache, at all. The hell? Where am I? Who's bed is this?

      I shot into a sitting position, immediatly regretting it as my head began to pound. I looked down at myself. At least I'm wearing the clothes from yesterday, so I couldn't have been too drunk.

      I forced myself out of the bed, despite the protest of my body. I stumbled out of the room, looking for something to hint at where I was. Finally, I spotted a uniform in a laundry basket. A police uniform. Hold on, there's a name.... Of fuck! I have to get out of here. Which door is the exit?

      I heard the distinct click of a door knob. I threw the uniform back into the basket, and tried to act as natural as I could in an unknown house.

      Steam rolled out of the door, followed by a mostly naked Goldak. The only thing he was wearing was a towel around his waist, that reached to the top of his knees. His athletic body was in full view. I felt my face light on fire, at the sight. 

      Fucking hell! A warning would be nice! Who walks out of the bathroom naked?.. I suppose it is his home.. But still! That's indecent. Especially when you have a guest!

     "Oh, you're awake. You were starting to worry me. It's almost noon" He chuckled, "Do you want some aspirin? You were pretty hammered." Goldak offered. His voice didn't help my situation. Not. at. all! It's too deep. And sexy.. And I need to get away! "I can only imagine the headach-"

      "I'm using your shower!" I shouted, pushing past him. I accidentally felt my hand linger on his chest a little more than it should have.

       I slammed the door shut behind me, pressing my back against it. I waited until I heard him walk away from the door, before I let out my breath.

       Damn it.