10 Day Writing Challenge. :)

Day 1

Day 1: Write ten lines of dialogue between two characters who had drunken sex last night and are not talking about it. Ever.

The night before was a wedding rehearsal party of a mutual friend at a club. The next day, the mutual friend throws a little brunch at her house. 

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Kayla's POV

As I drove to Alexa's house, I couldn't help but think of last night. Yesterday was Alexa's first wedding rehearsal. It ended up lasting longer than expected, so a group of Alexa's friends, including me, hit up the club. I remember getting there, dancing, getting way too drunk, more dancing, and of course.. him.

'He' was Alexa's brother's best friend. 'He' was Casey. 'He' was also gorgeous, a good dancer, and very, very good in bed. No! No! What was I thinking? That could never ever happen again. Alexa hates Casey's guts, ever since they were little kids. I couldn't just hook up with the enemy!

I put my car in park and slid the keys out of the ignition. Here goes nothing.

Walking into Alexa's huge house, I could hear laughter, chatter, and little kids running around. Everyone was starting to eat already. I started to head towards the kitchen but right then, my face smacked right into someone's chest.

Casey's POV

I stood in a corner, casually sipping my Coke. Last night, was.. amazing. No! It was a disaster! Why did I even agree to this wedding crap. I hated weddings. Last night, after having some fun at the club, I took a girl home, too drunk to comprehend who it was. It wasn't until after that I realized, I just banged the bride's best friend. Over and over. Man was it good. But no! I can't think about it anymore. She has to know that it can't happen again.

Connor, Alexa's brother, specifically told me that the best friends were off limits. Of course I had to get too drunk last night, again.

I was staring off into space, thinking if Kayla might show up today, when speak of the devil, she walked right into me.

Kayla's POV

"Oh my gosh, I'm such a clutz. I'm so sorry!" I frantically pushed myself away from the well toned chest I walked into.

"Almost made me spill my Coke! Oh. Um. Kayla?"

"Uhh.. Casey?!"

"Well, what do you know. Come back for more?" He winked at me and pushed me into a hallway, most likely leading to the bathroom.

"Casey.. about last night," I tried to wiggle out of his grip, but he wasn't having any of that. He actually pulled me closer, our faces only inches apart. "We can't.."

"We can't what? Talk about it?" He whispered, his warm breath swirling around my face. His fingers stroked my face lightly.

"Not at all! We can't mention it to anyone! No one can know.." I gasped as his other hand found it's way to the small of my back, pulling me even closer to his body, molding me to him. 

"Mmmm. Alright, we'll never talk about it. Ever again." His sweet lips were leaving trails of kisses on my neck.

"Casey, we shouldn't be doing this." I put my hands on his chest, unable to push him away. My knees were growing weak. I jumped when I heard the sounds of plates crashing to the ground. I reluctantly pushed myself away from Casey's warm grasp and disorientedly made my way to the kitchen.

Casey's POV

She pushed me back against the wall, frantically trying to get away from me. She turned right around the corner towards the kitchen.

"I'll see you around Kayla." I smirked.

Stupid plates. Or are they? I almost kissed her. Again. I didn't know what to think anymore. But then again, she only say we could never talk about it again. I grinned. Can't wait until the wedding.

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Wow, okay, so that was really long. I dunno. Expect an upload tomorrow for Day 2 :)