What Happens In Vegas Doesn't Stay In Vegas

Drunk

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just want to give a shoutout to @maulinmaul0311 . This chapter is dedicated to you for making my day, rooting for Caleb and reading this story. thank you for the support. hope you would enjoy this one.

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Drunk

“She is a mess right now but she is still stunning.” I heard Caleb said.

“Is she dead?” I heard Rachel asked and felt her cold fingers poke my face.

I squinted my eyes upon them. I closed them again to see that the light is just too much for my eyes and to add up, i felt dizzy, very dizzy that i could feel the room spinning.

“If you don’t stop spinning the room, I’m going to throw up.” I can feel the lump on my throat and I concentrated on stopping it.

“You can spend the night in here. She is too drunk to go home.” I heard Rachel said. "You can use her old bedroom, nobody occupies it yet."

I felt someone carried me. I could tell it was Caleb by the smell. I heard him closed the door behind him. I didn’t knew how he done that while carrying me but he did it anyway.

I felt him laid me on a mattress with a familiar softness. It was my old bed. I have a very small bed small for 2 persons I think. I pulled Caleb towards me.

“Lie down beside me.” I said. I could smell my breath reeking of alcohol.

I opened my eyes. My room was dark. My eyes adjust in the darkness and saw Caleb’s face. I let him lay down. I leaned on my elbow shifting all my upper body weight on it.

When Caleb was comfortable laying down, I leaned my upper body on him. I looked at his lips and had the urge to kiss him. I wanted to kiss him. I want his lips through mine.

“Kiss me.” I asked him. He didn’t. I dive into him and made him kiss me.

I slide my tongue inside his mouth. He didn’t do the same. He was holding back, I think. I bit his lips gently. He didn’t even budge. I tugged them thinking I was being playful.

What am I doing? My desperation for him terrifies me. What is my problem? Why am I throwing myself to him? He then stop me from what I was doing to him.

“As much as I love doing this with you, I really do but I won’t, I mustn’t, and I can’t. You are so drunk right now. Sober up first so we could continue what we have started earlier.”

“But I want to kiss you.” I pouted.

“Me too." He answered back.

"So kiss me then." I continued to pout.

"You are so cute Eyre.” He smiled.

I surrendered and climbed over him. I made him my own bed. I buried my face on his chest. He reeks of alcohol but I could still smell his faint distinct scent. I could feel my head was elevating every now and then because of his breathing. He hugged me tight and I kissed my head. It felt nice. I really felt safe and love with Caleb. That was the last thing I remembered that night.
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And Eyre being too needy and wanting Caleb desperately?

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