My Accidental Boyfriend

Chapter 24 (Faltering Self-Control)

Clyde's POV

"No, mama. Let me explain. I'm sorry that she got drunk. I didn't do anything to her. I'm so sorry."

"My daughter. Thank you for bringing her home safely. Come on in and please bring her upstairs."

So I carried her inside like a princess. I couldn't help notice that her dress was really short so I could see her underwear. I tried to avoid looking but the drug was really starting to take effect.

When I got to their room, I put her on the bed. I noticed a crib, and there was a baby. I left the room immediately because I was afraid I might lose control and do something. My head was killing me. It hurt. I got down and saw mama by the stove.

"Mama, I'll go home now." I needed to get out of here.

"No, Clyde. It's late and you're drunk. You might get hurt. Sleep here," then she turned off the stove.

"No, mama. That is a bad idea," I said.

"I won't let you go home drunk!"

I sighed. I looked at the sofa.

"I'll just sleep here, mama."

"No you don't. we don't treat our guests like that. You will sleep in our room," then she held my hand and dragged me upstairs.

This can't be happening. I can't even resist her. As we got in, I saw Nicole sleeping... but her dress was up to her tummy. I covered my eyes.

"Clyde, lie down beside Nicole," Then she got a futon. "Don't worry about me. I'll just sleep here."

I sat on the bed, my back side was facing Nicole. I couldn't look at her. An hour passed and mama was fast asleep. How long does this drug last? I looked at Nicole. She really is beautiful. I wanted to feel her up. She smelled good. I want to...

Then I slapped myself. What the hell was I thinking? I shook my head, walked over to mama and carried her. I lay her down beside Nicole and covered them both with a blanket. I saw a couch and thought to myself, 'I'll just rest there,' but the baby started to cry.

I rushed to the crib, picked up the baby, and cradled him.

"There,there. Are you hungry?" I looked around and saw a bottle. Looks like mama prepared a bottle of milk for him before she went to sleep. I took it and tasted it first to see if it was still okay to drink. Well, it seemed okay, so I fed the baby.

Nicole's POV

Ah... my head hurts! I saw a bowl of soup on the night stand beside me. I took a sip. "It's cold!" I exclaimed.

"Keep your voice down. You might wake up the baby."

Huh? Who was that? I looked at the direction where the voice came from. I was shocked to see prez cradling my baby brother. His suit was crumpled and his tie was loose.

"What are you doing here, prez?" I asked.

"Mama didn't want me to go home last night," then he approached me and handed me my brother. "I will prepare breakfast first," then he went downstairs.

Wait, so does this mean he hasn't slept yet? I put my brother down on the crib and followed him. When I got downstairs, I strolled over to the kitchen and saw him chopping a bunch of ingredients. Then, he accidentally cut his finger.

"Prez!" I screamed, and ran towards him. I washed the cut on his finger, wiped it with alcohol, and covered it with a bandage. I kissed his finger. "So the pain will go away, prez," I smiled. Without warning, he lifted me up me and set me on top of the kitchen sink. My dress lifted up revealing my underwear. Then, he leaned towards me. He was standing between my freaking legs!

"Prez! What are you doing?!" My heart was racing. I didn't know what was going on.

"Just claiming my reward," he said.

Then I felt that our lips touched once again. His eyes were closed. What was this I'm feeling? His tongue swept inside my mouth. I pulled his necktie so his body would press mine. I brushed his hair and felt his shoulders. Then I pushed him and wiped my mouth. What's going on? I like what he did but what has gotten in to him. I was confused. He looked at me. His eyes were gorgeous.

I pulled my dress down.

"Prez. Go sleep on the sofa, first... you need some rest. I'll finish what you're cooking."

"Okay. Just add what I chopped and it's good to go," then he went to the sofa and instantly fell asleep.

That kiss. That was different from the time he kissed me on the Ferris Wheel. On the Ferris wheel, I felt calm when he kissed. But this time, I felt... loved. I hate you so much, Clyde! Stealing two kisses from me!

"Nicole, why are you smiling?"

It was my mother. I was smiling?! This is all Clyde's doing! He was dictating how I should feel. But really, what happened to him? Why was he so aggressive all of a sudden?

"Nothing, mama," I said smiling.