7: What Happened?

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I stretch out my legs and arms and smack my lips. I blink my eyes open and yawn. Man... I slept like a rock. I chuckle to myself, but when my eyes scan the room I'm in, it isn't my own. I blink my eyes again to make sure I'm not dreaming. I even raise my hands to rub my eyes. Where was I? I look down at myself and see that I'm in a yellow worn out shirt with soft shorts to match. I quirk my brows. That's definitely not what I was wearing last night. I flip the covers off my body and suck in a breath as the cold air caresses my skin. I ignore the uncomfortable feeling of the brisk air and slide off the bed. I study the desk that's by a window. It's modern looking and I admire the craftsmanship that had to go into it. I pad over to the ceiling to floor window and peer out it. My eyes scan the beautiful green grass that covered the huge yard. What the hell? It's Fall, shouldn't the grass be dying by now? Then my eyes find a winding driveway and they go wide. Oh. No. "Shit." I hiss and turn around to leave quickly, but my eyes see Dillon leaning up against the door frame. I freeze in my tracks and look over his body. His hair is disheveled and his arms are crossed over his chest. He gives me a pointed look and sighs. "Dillon..." I trail and try to act innocent. He rolls his eyes and sighs. He then pushes himself off the door frame and walks over to me. 

"Olivia..." He trails, mocking me. When he finally reaches me he furrows his brows and leans down next to my ear. "See, I thought I told you not to drink last night." He breathes. His hot breath tickles my neck and I feel goosebumps arise on my body. "And now you're here in my room. Sleeping in my bed. Standing on my floor. Looking out my window." Dillon leans back and assesses me. I feel my body start to heat up as his eyes rake my body. "Luckily for you, my sister is practically in love with you so she lent you some clothes." His eyes narrow and he takes a step closer to me. We're now a few inches apart and my heart is beating rapidly in my chest. I swallow hard and look up to Dillon. "Because when you threw up all over your dress and started to strip in front of me, I don't know what I would've done if Katie hadn't come in and shoved clothes in your face." My heart flips in my chest and my swallows halt. Dillon corners me up against the desk and puts his hands on either side of my hips. "You're a vixen Olivia and I proved you wrong." He puts his head up against mine and now our lips are a few centimeters apart. I suck in a breath. 

"P-proved me wrong?" I question. He nods and teases me with his lips. My chest seizes and I feel Dillon smirk against my lips. His feather-light touch nearly kills me so... it just makes me wonder how a kiss from him would feel. 

"You think about me a lot." Dillon answers. My eyes go wide and I feel my breath hitch. "And not just any innocent act either. You have a very dirty mind, Olivia Jansen." Dillon moves back from me and I let go of a breath I hadn't know I'd been holding. 

"W-w-what happened l-last n-night?" I cock my head at my unexpected stutters. I blink slowly as if judging myself. As if, more like I totally was punching myself mentally. Did I really want to know what idiotic things I did last night? He's already told me about 30. Okay, maybe not that many, but that number is sure as hell going to be passed up if he tells me about last night. 

"You really want to know?" He inquires with a smirk. No, not really.

"Yea," I nod my head and Dillon nods with me as if collecting his thoughts. He goes over to the bed and sits down. 

"Well, it all started like this."

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Eric tugs me down the stairs, his cheeks still blushed with a light pink color. In all honesty, it was adorable how Eric and Katie interacted with each other. Katie could tease him as much as she wanted and Eric couldn't do anything about it. 

We reach the bottom of the steps and I find that the group of people that were there before are gone. To my dismay so is Dillon. I pause and feel Eric stop next to me. "You okay?" He asks. I smile and look at his awesome looking face

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