THIRTY

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They don't say flirty thirty for nothing
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I returned to my bedroom that afternoon so that I could get a good nights rest before the fight tomorrow.

That's not how my night went. I tossed and turned the entire night not able to get even a wink of sleep. Finally I gave up, I sat up in bed and allowed my eyes to wonder my bedroom.

The giant windows didn't have any curtain so I was blessed with the moonlight to brighten the dark room.

My clothes- still in their bags sat in the corner of the room.

I sighed and jumped of the bed, I searched through my luggage for my new shampoo and head for a hot shower. Granted the Blooms sure knew how to get amazing water pressure on a mountain.

I hopped into the shower and turn the water hot, with in seconds the entire bathroom steamed up. I squirted some of my shampoo onto my hands, the orange scented shampoo overpowering my sense of smell.

I rubbed it into my hair slowly, relaxing as I smelt the scent that reminded me so much of him.

Like a silly kid in a candy's store I squeezed the bottled shampoo- not to get anymore shampoo but rather to get more of them smell out.

I shove my head out of the shower cubical- there was one thing I forgot.
Music.

Now I was not going to walk across my room to get my phone- risking feeling cold- risking slipping and falling.

I shut the water off so the room was silent and took a big breath of air before shouting- not too loudly, but loud enough.

"Siri! Play Spotify Bruno Mars."

I felt like some sexy slow music.

"Playing Bruno Mars." Siri responded.

Soon Versace on the floor surrounded loudly in my room.

"Girl you know you're perfect from
Your head down to your heels
Don't be confused by my smile
'Cause I ain't ever been more for real," I sang softly allowing the water to cascade over me.

Someone cleared their throat.

"Immediately I shut of the water, I poked my wet hair out the shower door looking around the bathroom. It was empty, quickly I reach for a white fluffy towel and wrapped it around me.

"Who is there?" I ask.

I poke my head into my bedroom almost getting a heart attack when I se e Alec leaning against the wall next to the bathroom door.

"Alec!" I never hear you come in.

"Bruno Mars is quite distracting heyy. And the room, it smells heavily of citrus...didn't you say.."

I blushed and quickly walked over to my suitcase.

"Yea, well...Uhm the first few days at Alpha James's pack I was struggling a bit with controlling Snow, so Tyler's mate went and got me this range of beauty bath products...all smelling like citrus...like you."

"Oh so you were missing me."

I turned and looked at Alec. I played these moments in my head so often that you would think I would be ready to face it. I wanted to be this confidant women- and while I do feel like I accomplished that something about Alec just keeps hitting on that shell.

"Did you miss me."

Just picture out situation for a moment.

Alec, blonde, tall, six pack now covered with a white t shirt and baggy black tracks. Was leaning against my wall with an easy going smile on his face.

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