Hiding Within The Betrayal

Chapter Four: Now Go Freshen Up

Though it wasn't how I had planned to spend my evening, it was quite a pleasurable way to end the day. To celebrate a job well done. Not that I could recall most of it by the time I woke up the next morning. It wasn't an alarm that woke me, nor a call or mobile alert. Simply the sunlight lapping in from the curtain which had been shabbily drawn.

I was laid on the edge of the bed, my arms sprawled across the pillow.

Being so used to my own space, the stench of mold was enough to remind me that I wasn't in my own bed, that and the awful quality of the sheets. Instead I was in her bed. Leah's paltry flat. 

Rolling to my side, I found her lying next to be. Wide awake. Just watching me...

I turned back to the wall to take a second. I hadn't expected for her attention to be on me. Though this wasn't the first time I had overstayed my welcome in a stranger's bed.

 I searched the floor for my clothes. I knew they had been tossed aside during our rumble: I just couldn't pin point the exact location.

She sat up, loosely covering her chest with the thin cotton sheet, "Don't you want to stay a little?" Her voice made it seem like she was hurt. By that point, I had found my bra and underwear. Both were back on before I dared give an answer to her. Her hefty hips poked out from either side of the sheet which on another occasion might have tempted me to say yes but I had already gotten what I wanted from her.

I shook my head ignoring the temptation, "Can't. Got work."

With the rest of my clothes tardily thrown back on, I grabbed my shoes and socks. Stupidly deciding to rest against the bed in order to get them on. In reality, I should have done it in the other room or even out of her flat completely...

She wriggled forward, making her way over to me as I was getting my socks on. With heavy feeling buried within her eyes, she tried to meet my gaze. Curiosity got the better of me, I wasn't aware of just how close she and her naked body had gotten to me. Within arms reach might even be too generous. Trying to avoid temptation, I lent down to start getting my boots on. 

Her eyes traced over my lips, I imagine she was aiming to kiss me, "When will I see you again?"

I laughed awkwardly, getting as distant from her as I could. Standing and turning to look her in the eye and avoid looking any lower, "No, no. This was a one off thing."

Her soft pleasured expression had sizzled away and was replaced with a dismal expression. This wasn't my first time waking up in someone else's bed when I had only just met them the day before, most of the time I didn't even bother staying but we were up til the early hours of the morning and I couldn't be bothered driving home at two am.

She was trying to guilt trip me. "Myra, please?"

To get in and out with what you want, I had learnt not to give away my emotions.

I reached the bedroom door and allowed myself to brush off her pathetic pleas, "Sorry if I gave you that impression Leah but that's a good lesson for you to learn. Skipping drinks and going straight to sex is normally a give away that you're just a shag honey."

She shook her head, "No, I get that just- Well, it was so good. I've never felt-"

Grinning, I cut in, "Like they say," I took the bobble from my wrist, threw my head down and tied back my shoulder length hair into a low pony before meeting her glance again, "I'm legendary at what I do."

She wasn't able to say anything before I opened the door. I was heading towards the exit of the flat, ready to get out. In doing so, even though only briefly, the events of the night before stood before me. By the sofa were two glasses that had been filled with wine, one of them was on the floor. Red wine split across the carpet. Glad she was the one who had to deal with it, not me.