Freyah Kent:
I felt a warm breeze run across the side of my cheek down my neck. My eyes fluttered open, wincing lightly at the brightness in the room. Groaning, I started to stretch, a constant banging played in my mind.
I tried turning around to find myself weighed down by an arm and a hand with a firm grip on my left boob. I turned my head following where the arm came from when I was met with a head of curly blond hair.
Oh, shit what the hell happened last night?
The man moved a little making me jump and end in a mess on my arse on the floor. I had somehow managed to drag the sheet with me exposing the man's body. I looked down at myself making sure I was still in one piece and to see if I actually had clothes on me and to my relief I did.
I let out a breath but started to panic again when I realised that I was not in my clothes but what I suppose to be the man's ones which consisted of a pair of basketball shorts and a big t-shirt that swallowed me up. The man in the bed started to move and sat up while I was having a mini panic attack on the floor forcing my brain to remember what happened making it hurt further.
"Morning." His voice called out to me.
I lifted my head up to meet the voice and I just found myself in deeper shit when I saw who it was.
Wolf.
My boss.
Damn, he looked good in the morning, shirtless like that.
I shook the thoughts out of my head as soon as they crossed my mind.
"What happened last night and why in God's name am I here?" I questioned cutting right to the chase.
He got out of bed and my mind calmed down when I saw that he was in a pair of jogger shorts. Running a hand through his messy morning hair making his curls shake. I really have no idea how someone can look this good in the morning and not have been a full makeup session beforehand and all.
"Well good morning to you too, I slept fine. You are welcome, you were a lovely house guest." He sassed coming closer to me to help me up from the floor.
I rolled my eyes at his words but accepted his hand none the less. I dusted myself off before mumbling a small thank you, a blush creating on my cheeks.
He started to walk off and he still hadn't answered my questions. I rushed to follow in his footsteps to not lose him as he walked away. I was starting to think that I was in his house or apartment, I wasn't sure which one was true yet.
He entered this open plan living room with a kitchen on the side. It was super well decorated, there was a wall covered in books on the wall to my right opposite where the sofa was. The wall that was to the left of the living room was only made of glass which gave me an amazing view of the city below.
Yep, apartment. Well more like a penthouse.
The noise of pans hitting each other and the sound of the stove turning on brought me back to the mission I had in mind. Stumbling a little, leaning against the side of the fridge, my head appreciating the cold coming from it making my headache a little more bearable.
"To answer one of your questions, I brought you here last night. We are currently at my place." He voice made me snap I eyes open.
Next the dreaded question...
"Did we.. you know..." I started making the gesture, using my index finger and my thumb to make a hole with my left hand and with the right using my index finger again to do the motion.
A rich chuckle erupted from the back of his throat making all sorts of tingly feelings rush through my body.
"No, we didn't." I breathed out a sigh of relief.
"Although... we weren't far off." His eyes bored into mine holding a shade darker than it's normal colour.
"Can you tell me exactly what happened last night? I need help filling in the blanks." I confessed, moving aside from the fridge so that Wolf could access it to grab what he needed.
"What is the last thing you remember?" He asked over the sizzling sound of the bacon he just put in the pan.
"Falling over in the park."
In remembering that the pain in my knees and the small scratches on my hands started hurting again.
"Yeah about that, after this we need to tend to those." He pointed at my knees.
"So, in between your fall in the park and your arrival at Exodus, I can help you on that one. All I know is that you arrived at work, late, pizza and booze in hand. Called me Mr Wall when you literally face planted into me. Mentioned I was sexy. Performed on stage when I told you not too. I threw you over my shoulder, dragging you off the stage. Some bum slapping was involved during the trip to my office. When I asked you what the matter was, you went Niagara Falls on me. We drank, you got even drunker if that was even possible. I got drunk. We vandalised your ex's car. You ended by setting it off on fire. We made out I brought you back here."
He concluded, seeming light-hearted about the matter whereas I was wishing that the ground would swallow me to prevent any further embarrassment.
"What happened after we came back here?" my voice timid, afraid of his answer.
"We started making out again, a little bit all over the place. My house phone kept ringing so I got up to plug it out. You, while I was doing that, started singing ' you can leave your hat on' attempting to do a strip-tease, quite entertaining actually. Well, that was before you caught your foot on the corner of the sofa, fell and ripped your dress open."
My mouth was hanging wide as a sly smirk started to form on his lush lips.
"After that I carried you to my room, make sure you were alright, got you changed and after that, you fell asleep. I somehow ended up on the bed too and now here we are."
He took the bacon off the stove and put it on plates for the both of us, adding toast and eggs to the mix.
I placed a hand on my forehead feeling very stupid and regretting drinking that much.
"How can you remember that much if you were rat-arsed just as much as me?" I pondered buttering my toast as if being here was the most natural thing.
Wolf was sat next to me pouring me a glass of orange juice, but all I needed right now was iced coffee and aspirin. We were exchanging things around the table like the salt or pepper as if we had done this a million times before.
"I took didn't drink as much as you did. Sure, I drank a lot but not to the point where I would forget what happened." He glanced sideways at me taking a sip of his cup.
After breakfast he led me to one of his many bathrooms, sitting me on the counter. I let my legs hang since I wasn't tall enough to be anywhere remotely close to the ground, while he rummaged through his cupboards to get the first Aide kit. Once he found it, he placed it beside me getting the disinfectant out and some compresses.
His hand ran up my calf until it stopped behind my knee lifting it up for him to get a better look. He started dabbing the product on my knee making me hiss at how sudden it was. He did the same to my other knee before moving to my hands.
They weren't as bad as I thought they were, just little scratches and a bruise on the side of my thumb where I tried to catch my fall with no luck. After putting ointment on it he brought my hand up to his lips, looking directly into my eyes before placing a kiss on it repeating the same process to the other hand. That wasn't even what shocked me the most, it was when he bent down to kiss the top of my knees, more so my thighs, just above the injuries.
He came back to his full height, towering over my sitting position. His hands took shelter on my thighs running up and down them in a rhythmic pattern sending all sorts of shivers down my spine.
"All better now." He whispered his lips so close to mine.
Before I knew it we were both leaning in, our lips finally touching. His lips felt so good against mine, flashbacks from last night rushing in my brain from the first kiss that we shared. My hands found their way in his hair tugging at some of the strands making him groan.
His hands slipped a little higher making me gasp at the contact which gave him the opportunity to slip his tongue past my lips only adding to the hot temperature that was already rising in the room.
I pushed at his chest making our lips part, I had to hold back the whimper as I did that, missing the feel of his lips on mine. The rational side of my brain coming back in action.
I really shouldn't be doing this. He is my boss and aside from that, he is the enemy. I was sent to spy on him and get information out of him about the gang. Sure, this would be an efficient way to do it, but I don't want to lead him on and I am scared that I will fall deeper than I would have anticipated. In addition to that I was no idea where I stand with the Red Eagles and until I know if I'm in or out, I can't be dealing with lease sort of things right now.
"This is a mistake," I mumbled out before hopping off the counter, pushing past Wolf to get my back and what is left of my dress.
When I came out of his room, making my way to the front door I heard his footsteps follow behind me.
"Wait." He reached out.
I had already opened the door, he was close but I was faster.
"I'm sorry." Was what I said before running off out of the building.
Luckily for me, the elevator dinged before he could actually get to me. The doors started to close and there was just a small gap. The last thing I saw was this deep forest green eyes full of confusion, maybe even hurt, bore into mine as the metallic doors closed fully indicating the end of whatever all this was.
I leaned my head against one of the walls, taking in deep breaths as I went to put my mind back in place and to calm my ranging heartbeat. Unconsciously my hand make its way to my lips, my fingers trailing over them remembering how his felt on mine.
What have I gotten myself into?
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