She Curses like a Sailor

Chapter 8

. He stalked into the office. I took a deep breath and followed him stomping along the way.

After a very heated argument in front of Paula who looked torn between calling the cops or hiding under her desk we got our room.

I immediately took a well deserved shower and put on my dirty under garments- I know, and one of the t-shirts Chase thrusted into my hand before I came in here. Chase immediately went after me and took a really long shower I busied myself looking around before I barged into the bathroom and stabbed him a with a toothbrush.  

I went in a brushed my teeth trying very hard not to stare at his figure in the shower. I put my hair up and stole Chase’s towel just because I wanted to piss him off.

I went and sat on our bed flipping through channels, this was actually a really nice hotel.

“Aj” I heard him yell, I smirked and got up and went into the bathroom, he was standing there with no clothes on, or even a towel on. I forced myself to look from the waist up.

“What?” I snapped.

‘Where did my towel go?” he asked me.

“How should I know?” I questioned crossing my arms over my chest he glared at me.

“Go get the damn towel” he told me.

“I don’t know which towel you’re talking about” I told him, his eyes started pooling with black and I swallowed.

“fine” he said stalking past me into the room. Aj, 1, Chase 0.

“You’re cute when you your angry and don’t have any clothes on” I called after him hearing a growl in return. Take that bitch nuts.

I went back into the room he was sitting on our bed in boxers now.

“get off my bed” I told him,

“whose bed?” he questioned standing up.

“My bed” I retorted.

“Um sweetheart this is my bed” he told me.

“Um sweetheart no it isn’t its mine” I said back bitterly.

“then I guess we can share” he said stepping closer to me until our bodies were almost touching.

“I don’t share well” I said sweetly.

“Well I guess you’ll have to learn” he told me.

“I’ll paper rock scissors you for it” I told him glaring at him.

‘Fine” he said.

“Best two out of three” he stated and we started. I got rock and he got scissors, and then he got scissors and I got paper and then I got paper and he got rock.

“Take that ass-lamp” I said throwing myself on my bed, he let out an annoyed sigh and went to the couch while I stuck my tongue out at him.

“Y’know most mates would take advantage of one bed in a hotel room” he grumbled.

“Most mates don’t get arrested for disturbing the peace on their first date” it told him.

“Maybe if you weren’t such an asshole…” he said fluffing his pillow and laying down pouting. Aj, 2, Chase 0.

I just smirked and snuggled into my extremely comfortable bed and fell asleep.

“Give me the fucking key” I told him.

“No” he said smugly.

“Just give me the damned key!” I said raising my voice.

“Hmm let me think?” he said looking up “No” he said.

“Give it to me” I said.

“NO”

“Chase Adam Michaels if you do not give me fucking key-“

“No thanks” he replied.

“Ugh your such an asslamp” I yelled crossing my arms over my chest. I wanted some food but somebody wouldn’t give me the key to get back in the room. I wonder who that could be?

“I think you need to be punished” he told me.

‘yeah what are you going to do put me in the corner?” I asked sarcastically.

‘Nope” he said mischievously.

“CHASE GET ME THE HELL OUT OF THESE!” I screamed,

“Get us some more shampoo” he said as he slammed the door

“CHASE!” I shouted, trying to my pull hands from above my head. But I couldn’t. Would you care to guess why?

They were handcuffed. To the head board. Yes you heard that right. Chase handcuffed me to the headboard while he went to McDonalds, Chase hates McDonalds! He’s only going because he knows I love it!

I struggled and pulled at them but they only dug into my skin more. Uh that fucker is so going to get it when he gets back in here. As I was tugging at the head board I didn't realize my new visitor who was frozen in the doorway.

“Oh… hi” I said looking at a frozen Paula in the doorway in a little grey and white maid outfit.

She just stared and then slowly backed away. “Hey wait!” I said “If you could give us some more shampoo that would be… appreciated” I said, she reached into a small bucket and took a few bottles of shampoo and quickly set them on the coffee table before leaving.

‘Thank you!” I yelled after her “Love the shoes!” I added as she shut the door.

And the worst possible thing that could happen to a handcuffed person happened.

My nose itched.