Faster than the Night

Chapter 7

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I felt the morning peeking through the windows, along with a pounding headache. When I finally opened my eyes I remembered all the events from the night before as I looked at a sleeping James underneath me.

"Oh shit..." I breathed and James started to wake up. He quickly took his hands from my waist and looked up at me with a worried expression on his face.

"I should go." He finally spoke.

"Yea..." I added staring into his eyes. I noticed his eyes didn't match mine. They were a deep brown with a hint of sadness whereas mine were beautiful baby blue with a strong sense of utter confusion and embarrassment. I realized I was still on top of him and went to get off but fell off the bed instead.

"Oh my god are you ok?" James asked getting off the bed quickly.

"Yea I just fell off the bed." I snapped. He reached his hand out for me to take but I didn't take it. I got up myself and picked the bottom of my dress off the ground and went to where my phone was charging. James stood in the corner awkwardly as I looked at him as if I was saying get out! He started his way out the door when he turned back to me.

"It was nice catching up with you." He said scratching the back of his neck.

"Yea you too." I said giving a small smile and looking at my phone for any messages I missed that night. The events came coming back to my memory even more and I suddenly remembered our kiss. While I made the first move, he moved his hands to my waist and grabbed as hard as he could. If I hadn't passed out would he have kept going even though I was wasted beyond words? My attempt to be somewhat polite during my hangover grew to anger. He would have wouldn't he! I thought. I needed him to get out. Right now.

"Why in the hell aren't you leaving?" I yelled at him. His expression went from awkward silence to worrisome. He looked at me as if he was confused. How in the hell could he be confused. If I didn't pass out we would've had sex while I was completely drunk and he was obviously sober. Those thoughts ran through my head as I waved my arms for him to go.

"Elaine what's going on?" James asked taking a step closer to me and I backed up.

"We kissed James and you seemed very into it until I passed out!" I snapped. His mouth dropped and he put his hands in his pockets, looking up and down from the floor to the ceiling.

"You kissed me if I recall correctly." He added calmly. Why was he so calm when steam was about to come out of my ears?

"Oh yea? Well your hands" I yelled stepping almost as close to him as we were last night. I grabbed his hands and put them high on my waist. "Oh yes your hands were right here and didn't seem like they were going anywhere even when you knew damn well I was drunk and you were sober!" I yelled at him. He was much taller than me without my heels on. Normally the height difference would make people feel weaker but I was so high on adrenaline somehow I didn't care one bit. Hangover's always made me more emotional and I felt like crying but held my tears back. James dropped his head to look at me with a concerning look on his face.

"Elaine I was going to leave but you begged me not to and then when I went to get up from the bed you came on top of me and" before he could finish his sentence I was up on my tip toes pulling his face down to meet mine pressing his lips to mine. His hands were still on my waist but this time out of choice as he gripped as hard as he could picking me up, my legs going around his torso. He went to pin me, us, against the wall and moved his hands around my thighs when Layla burst through the room screaming. We pulled away from each other and he set me down, my feet crashing to the floor. Layla looked speechless as James and I tried to catch our breath. He stood behind me as I looked at Layla with a range of emotions.

"Morning..." I said trying to break the ice.

"A very good morning it is..." Layla winked and laughed.

"We weren't um," I looked back at James who just looked embarrassed. "This isn't anything." I said sternly while James looked to the floor.

"Well I'm gonna let you love birds get back to it." Layla went to walk out the door as I looked at James. "Oh Elaine?" she asked.

"Yea?" I said.

"Don't get pregnant!" She squealed running out of the room slamming the door as I put my face in my hands. I turned to look at James and realized I had halfway unbuttoned his shirt when he started buttoning them back up.

"Layla's not that different from pre school." he laughed.

"No." I laughed along. "But she does have a boyfriend now. His name's Jacob he's super sweet." I smiled trying to be polite.

:Wow Layla actually settled down." He laughed sitting on the edge of the bed. I laughed and went to move in front of him when I tripped on my dress again, falling on James.

"Shit I'm sorry." I laughed. I was looking in his eyes when he put his palm on my cheek and pulled me down closer to him.

"Don't be." he whispered closing any space we had between each other with his lips. Running my hands down his chest I felt him grab me by the thighs and flip me over, not losing any space between us. He moved his lips to my neck moving down to my collarbones leaving marks as my breathing became heavier. I closed my eyes and remembered a time with Luke that was similar to this, but much more passionate and heated. After one of his games he took me to dinner and we went back to his place. Remembering every kiss, every touch, every feeling of sensation I cried out Luke's name and James sat up hopping off of me with a look of confusion and a slight bit of anger. All he could do was huff and puff and grabbed his jacket and walked out. I didn't even care at that moment. I realized I was starting to miss Luke and I needed to get rid of that feeling. I was not going to backtrack. I had my career ahead of me back in Atlanta. God I need to get back to Atlanta.