C'est la vie!

Chapter 10🥀

The pressure in my abdomen swept the laziness out of me.

I jumped out of bed and opened a door, hopeful that it would lead to a bathroom. And voila!

I led myself to pass water, feeling relieved, and yearning to return to bed and freshening up at the same time.

A beautiful brand new day.

I took out the toothbrush, spread the toothpaste on it, before putting it into my mouth and getting it to work.

I looked in the mirror, and frowned when I realized that half of my boob was out of my swimsuit.

Good thing Aiden wasn't here-

-Wait!

Aiden!

I spat out the foaming in my mouth.

This was not my home or the resort!

I began washing the toothpaste from the brush, attempting to not seem like the creep that used someone's toothbrush. What was wrong with me?

I began to hit the edge of the brush on the sink, for the residue to spill out.

But Aiden must've heard the disturbing sound because there were knocks on the door few seconds later. "Are you okay?"

I yelled back a "yes."

"Uh..." on second thought, "no, I am not. Can I please have a dress to wear? Just a shirt or something?"

"Sure," I heard the door open. Followed by footsteps and the sound of drawers opening and closing.

"But don't come into the bathroom," I warned.

"Why?" I could hear the smile in his tone. "Would you rather tell me, or I find out on my own?"

I couldn't help but burst into fits of laughter. Did Aiden just say that? I was beyond surprised.

I heard his steps approaching the bathroom door, and I only gaped for the worst. "Aiden!" I searched for the bathroom key helplessly.

I heard him snicker behind the door. "The clothes are on the bed," he stated, still laughing. And the next thing I heard was a door slam shut.

Was he trying to flirt with me? I smiled at the thought.

I looked around the surprisingly spick and span room. It smelt strongly masculine, I felt like hugging the air.

Changing into the dress Aiden had picked for me- a simple shirt and summer shorts-, the scene with Flirt Guy played in my head. I could still feel his grip on me and all I wanted to do was scream. I caressed my skin, praying that my touch would improvise his.

I stashed my bikini and the sweatpants I had borrowed from him, into his laundry basket, making a mental note to them out when I was leaving.

Speaking of leaving, I needed to reach the girls and meet up with them. But my phone was nowhere in sight.

I stepped out of the room, in a quest to find Aiden, but was immediately greeted by Perry's mum. "Raine!" she sang and we exchanged pleasantries.

"How is Aiden?" with a little twinkle in her eyes.

"Uh-" I stuttered a little, unsure of the answer she wanted. I mean, why was she asking me this?

Aiden magically popped out of Perry's room, water dripping from his wet hair and gliding down his shirtless skin.

My God!

He put his arms around my shoulder and began to talk with his aunty. I was only focused on his masculine scent.