𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 {T.H} COMPLETED

CHAPTER 10

Treat You Better - Shawn Mendes

The next day my eyes flickered open, my head pounding as my eyes adjusted to the light that flooded into the strange room, my stomach churning with waves of nausea.

Where was I?

I rubbed at my groggy eyes, sitting up slowly looking down at the large T-shirt that clothed my body, my eyebrows furrowed as I breathed in the intense masculine smell of the cologne on the top.

What had happened last night?

The sound of knocks on the door made me jump slightly as I got out of the huge bed walking over to the door, grasping the doorknob as I opened the door to reveal Mr Hiddlestonstanding there, shirtless whilst holding a tray with food on it.

Instantly last night came flooding back to me, my eyes refusing to look away from his defined abs and the v-line of his abdomen.

God, I hope I didn't do anything stupid last night...

My breath hindered in my throat as I quickly looked back up to him, his eyes sparkling in the morning sunlight while his tongue darted out across his lips, a slight smirk on his lips as he took in my appearance.

Fuck.

My cheeks flushed whilst I rubbed my forehead awkwardly, he chuckled at my distractedness.

"May I come in?" Mr Hiddleston asked, a hint of amusement in his voice as I stepped to the side letting him enter, he walked over to the bed straightening out the covers before he placed the tray down, sitting on the bed looking over to me expectantly as I walked over, sitting down opposite him.

"How are you feeling this morning? A bit rough?" He chuckled lightly as I nodded my head.

"Just a bit, everything is sort of blurred together in my head, things are only really just starting to come back to me." I laughed shyly, curious as to whether I had said or done anything embarrassing to him last night due to my drunken state.

I could see his eyes straying up my exposed legs as I realised the shirt had ruffle up at my hips revealing my white, laced underwear, quickly my hand reached to pull down the shirt but my hand was stopped as Mr Hiddleston's large hand reached over, his knuckles and fingers grazing against my skin, causing goosebumps to form all over my body.

My breathing instantly became flustered as he tugged the fabric down slowly concealing my underwear as he bit down on his lip a hint of desire in his eyes.

I'd be lying if I said I didn't feel a bit disappointed as he rested his hand back on his lap, adjusting his position as he looked up at me, his sharp and chiselled features accentuated by the harsh light and shadows that covered his face.

"Well, food is the best cure... And some painkillers." He said, pushing the tray towards me as I looked down at the tray which had homemade pancakes on it that were dusted lightly with sugar and scattered with small, luscious, red strawberries.

My stomach growled as I grabbed the knife and fork, cutting into the pancakes, slowly putting it into my mouth as I closed my eyes, a satisfied sigh leaving my lips due to sweet taste.

"Umm... Thank you so much, these taste amazing." I thanked him, his attention fixated on me as he smiled gently, a hint of a smirk as he continued to watch me eat, his eyes never leaving my lips while I picked up a strawberry, biting into it, some juice dribbling off my lip which I quickly licked away with my tongue.

A few minutes later I had managed to finish off all the pancakes, drinking the orange juice and taking the paracetamol to ease the fuzzy feeling that filled my head as I sat there trying my hardest not to look down at his exposed upper body, as I awkwardly bit my lip looking in the opposite direction towards the window.