Owning Her| OLD

Chapter Fourty-Six

I stirred in the bed and it was empty. I sat up and looked around. The room had been cleaned up because it was a mess from what I could remember.

I yawned and wanted to sleep in. I was so fucking tired and I don't think I wanted to move. I felt hella sore and I blame Val especially. He was so rough but in a nice way.

On top of that, I had to take them both at the same time. It was fun a ten out of ten, but I feel immobilized. I shifted to the edge of the bed and my phone was on the nightstand. I picked it up and texted Diana.

She had blown up my phone with tons of messages since nine in the morning. It was around one pm now. Fuck I had slept in enough.
I called her instead and she answered straight away.

"Thank god, I was beginning to think you did something."

"No, I was kidnapped by Gray," I yawn.

"Right, how did that go?"

"Boring," I lied.

If I told her I had a threesome with Gray and Val, she would be over the moon. She would just be overly excited about it.

"You sound tired? Did you stay up late?" She questions.

"Yeah," I answered.

"Staying up late for that D," she laughs.

"Diana, nothing happened," I groan.

"Terrible liar, was the sex good?"

"I'm not answering that."

"So it was," she coos.

"I'm going to jump off the Empire State Building," I grumble.

I tried getting up and there was a small pain. I just had slightly walk with my legs separate. Like a pregnant woman about to give birth or a penguin.

"Fine, when you get back. I want all the details."

"Of course you do," I remark.

"I mean it, I wanna know the details."

"Yeah sure, but imma coming back soon."

"That's good, you don't wanna leave yet?"

"Bye D I will see you later."

"Bye girlie," she snickers.

"Details, I want Details alright," she adds.

I hang up the phone and needed to have a shower. A steamy shower is needed for my muscles and my mind. The only thing on my mind was last night. I just kept getting flashbacks in the shower and I wanted to erase last night. Every single second was just Gray or Val. It was torturous to me in a good way.

Getting out of the shower, I helped myself to Gray's closet. I remember how he organized it back in Cali, so I was able to find everything easily. It was strange that nobody was around. I texted Gray, so I was waiting on a reply.

I went downstairs and surprisingly enough Val was sitting on the couch. He was watching a sports game while organizing some things on the table. He seemed to be counting wads of cash.