Morning after

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Benjamin's pov

I groan as I slowly wake up, my head pounding and my mouth dry. I open my eyes and close them with an annoyed sound when light floods my senses, making my head throb.

"Good morning." Edward greets me in a cheerful voice. I groan again when it makes my head throb more. I slowly sit up, squinting at Edward as I let myself get used to the brightness of the room.

The sun bathed the room, nearly making the light useless. "Whyre you so happy this morning?" I snip in a gravelly voice. Edward smirks knowingly at me with a shrug. "I cant be happy?"

"Don't yell at me." I hold my ear and gradually stand off the end of thr bed. Edward watches me with a slughtly amused expression. I bite my lip as my stomach turns, and I swallow dry.  "Im not yelling." He whispers with the same stupid smirk playing at his lips.

I rush to the bathroom and barely slam it behind me before Im yanking up the toliet seat. I dry heave a few moments before puking my guts out.

I give myself a few more minutes before I brush my teeth and go back to Edwards room. "Here. Esme has breakfast ready too, if you think you can keep it down." Edward holds out a glass and a packet of pain reliever.

I smile gratefully before I dry swallow the pill and down half the water. "Do you have anything I can wear?" My voice is still raw from sleep. And throwing up obviously. Edward looks up from my neck with a slightly distracted expression. "Huh?"

My eyebrows pull together as I touch my neck. "Is there something..." I move to the mirror and see multiple hickeys on my neck.

Cold hard hands pressing against me, smooth lips and frosty breath over my neck. Whimpers, Edwards husky voice and lust darkened eyes.

I swallow thickly as last night slowly trickles back.

"I love you."

I flush in embarrassment, I told Edward how I felt. Fuck....what do I do?

Deny. Yes.

As my motto is: deny, deny, deny until you die.

I glance over at Edward. "What happened last night? I think I drank too much, all I remember is dancing with some girl." I look at him curiously.

Edward stares at me a moment, trying to see if I really forgot him sucking these hickeys in me when he picked me up. I must be somewhat convincing as he seems slightly less chipper. "You called me to pick you up and when you refused to go home I asked Esme if you could stay the night here."

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