No Strings Attached

Chapter Three | Bargain

By head is pounding with pain. It felt like if my brain smacked the walls of my head when I moved an inch. I sat up and rubbed my temples.

"Ugh, I'm dying..." I looked around my room.

Wait... This isn't my room. Nor is this shirt!

I slowly turned my head to the person who snored very loudly next to me in this strange bed. He slept on his stomach. His bare and clear back rises and falls indicating that he's breathing, obviously. I felt tempted to slide my hand down his smooth, yet hard looking back. The blanket is covering his butt. I assumed

 he's naked because his legs aren't clothed either.

"Crap," I muttered under my breath.

What happened last night? Did I sleep with him? Who is it? Where am I? Is he the only one here? Oh dear god, what did I do?

I slowly move out of the bed not wanting to wake the stranger up. I looked down at what I wore. I'm in a white large t-shirt, - which is not mine - and my black lace thongs. I sighed heavily at my stupid decisions.

"Now...where are my things?" I sneak around the large room trying my best to look for my belongings. I retrieved them and changed in the stranger's bathroom. I looked in the mirror. "I don't look that bad for a person who just woke up," I said just above a whisper. I walked out in my black dress and heels. I screamed in fright at the silhouette by the bed.

The naked figure groaned in distress and closed the curtains. It's Jesse De Luca. I gasped in shock. "You don't have to scream!" I jump at the anger in his voice. I realized that he's wearing boxers. He sits on the edge of his bed, holding his head while his elbows are propped up on his knees. He clearly has a headache.

I stand awkwardly waiting for an explanation. "Uh..."

"What," he shouts. "Why are you still standing there?"

Well, that's my cue to leave.

I walk away, not wanting to stay any longer for my presence is unwelcome.

"Wait," he said barely audible before I open the door. My heart began to beat faster. I desired to hear what he had to say. "I'll call a cab for you." He takes a cell phone off the night stand next to the bed. Out of frustration, I stole the cell phone out of Jesse's hand and called someone who will possibly come at my rescue. "Hey! What are you doing?"

"I'm calling my own driver," I say bluntly. He sits there, looking up at me emotionless.

"Hello?" There's people yelling in the background. Sounds like I called at the wrong time.

"Hi, yeah... Nate?" Jesse's eyebrows rose in amusement.

"Oh, hey, Blair! Sorry for that weird hello! I didn't recognize the caller ID," he shouts over the chaos.

"No problem." I cleared my throat then said, "uh, do you think you can pick me up?" I turned my back on the intrigued Jesse.

"I'm sorta in the middle of something at the moment."

"Oh. Sorry, I'll ca-" he interrupted me.

"No, It's fine! I'll slip right out of here! They won't notice me, I promise! Text me where you're at!"

The call ends.

"What's your address?" He tells me it without hesitation then I texted Nate the address.I give Jesse back his phone. Before I walk out, I asked, my cheeks turning red crimson with embarrassment, "I-we... Did we have-"

"No. No, we didn't have sex."

This doesn't make any sense. All the signs and signals are spotted every where. I woke up in different clothing. He's almost naked. I was in his bed with him! I bet he gave me alcohol to sleep with him and it worked. This is a set up. But I led myself right into it!