Leo ran straight to the bathroom and threw up – he doesn't usually have such low alcohol tolerance but today has been a harsh day for him. With the painkillers in his system and the tiredness made him sick. His body was already stiff and he was tired and sleepy. Leo was already regretting coming to this hotel and then in Elizabeth's room – he should have gone straight to home even if he needed to throw up. He rinsed his mouth with water as his eyes fell on the bottle of mouthwash in the cabinet. He mashed his lips together and closed his eyes briefly before he called out Elizabeth from in the bathroom, "Excuse me, Miss Harrison?" He said while rubbing his eyes with his finger. There was silence for a second before she replied, "Uh – yes?" She replied. "Can I please use your mouthwash?" He asked. Leo was feeling too embarrassed, but he had to use the mouthwash to rinse his mouth to get rid of the foul taste. "Sure," Elizabeth replied immediately.
Elizabeth was strolling in her suite's lounge – she went down to the bar to celebrate, but instead, she ended up bringing Leo Wayne to her room. She was frustrated with herself – what was she thinking? She was sure that Leo must be feeling just as embarrassed as her. She bit her nail as she glanced at the closed door of the washroom. She was battling for words she should utter when he comes out. She was still a little tipsy – but she wasn't drunk enough to make fool of herself. She wondered if she should ask him some hot beverage – maybe coffee, or if she should ask him to leave. She shook her head. Asking him to leave would be so rude of her. Maybe she should ask him for coffee or maybe something to eat? She knitted her eyebrows and lightly smacked her head – why would she ask him for something to eat? She was scared that she will definitely make a big fool of herself. She doesn't want to end up doing something stupid.
The door of the bathroom opened causing Elizabeth to turn around immediately and without thinking twice she asked, "Do you want coffee?!" She didn't realize that she was being a little too loud – that's what happens when she is nervous. She mashed her lips and closed her eyes briefly, "Uh – I mean, coffee will help us – you sober." She mumbled in the end. She scratched her head and mentally scolded herself to stop.
Leo was awkwardly standing still just outside the bathroom door – he wasn't sure how to react. He has already been awful to her earlier this morning and he is still ashamed of his words. He might not like her or her family, but he had no right to bash her either – especially when his sister has forgiven the Harrisons. He was not raised to demean anyone – not even the people he dislikes. He was confused and the awkward long silence wasn't helping either. Elizabeth read the silence and smiled, "It is alright if you don't want to," She spoke hesitantly. Leo sighed and closed his eyes briefly – she should not have said that – now he was feeling even weirder, so he did what his tipsy mind thought was right, "Coffee sounds good right now." He replied as he rubbed his hands together.
Elizabeth offered a small smile and waved her hand towards the couch, "Please have a seat – I will make coffee for you." She replied before she turned around and went into the kitchen – a place she hardly ever visits. Just an hour ago, she was in the bar having a drink on her own and now she has Leo Wayne with her in her suite and she is making coffee for him – what the hell happened, Elizabeth?! She questioned herself. She put her hand on the edge of the counter and leaned into it – she stomped her foot on the floor and cursed herself. Why did she have to ask for coffee to a man who literally belittled her in the morning? He might have apologized, but she still should be angry at him.
In the lounge, Leo was cursing himself for accepting her offer to make him some coffee. He has never been in a situation like this before and therefore – he had no idea how he was supposed to react. He has been through what people might call more intense and nerve-racking situations before but nothing can compare the discomfort he is in right now. His head was throbbing – he needed nothing but a good night sleep since it has been a hard day for him. He sighed and rested his head on the couch's header while he waited for Elizabeth to bring his coffee, so he could have it and leave already.
In the kitchen, Elizabeth was struggling to make coffee. She usually buys her coffee from somewhere and when she makes it for herself – she is usually not drunk. She feels stupid to offer Leo coffee when she herself isn't a big fan of her handmade coffee – she always finds it too bitter or sometimes too sweet. It took her longer than usual it takes to make two cups of coffee – she held the cups in her hand and slowly walked out of the kitchen since the cups were filled up to the top. "I am sorry, it took me a while –" she halted in her way as she saw Leo's head rested against the couch's header and his eyes closed. She knitted her eyebrows and softly called out his name, "Uh – Leo?" when she didn't get a response she realized that he was sleeping. Did it really take her that long that he fell asleep? She sighed and sipped from her cup and cringed at the bitterness, "Dear God," She whispered. For a second she was thankful he was asleep and he didn't try her coffee – it was dreadful.
Elizabeth wasn't sure what to do. After taking the cup full of coffee back to the kitchen – she battled what she should do next. Should she wake him up or should she just leave him here and let him sleep on the couch? The position he was in was quietly uncomfortable – there are changes he might wake up soon, so Elizabeth ended up deciding to wait for him to wake up. She went into her room and used her personal bathroom to take shower, brush her teeth and change into comfortable sweatpants and an old t-shirt. She came out with a hope that Leo would be awake by now, but she was proven wrong. He was still sleeping soundly. She is a picky sleeper – she can never sleep until she finds a comfortable position, so for her seeing his upper body resting on the small couch and his feet on the floor seemed very uncomfortable. She was feeling sleepy as well, so she decided to put a blanket over him and let him sleep on the couch.
She found extra blanket and pillow in the wardrobe in her room and took it out to Leo. She placed the pillow on the couch – just in case he tosses in his sleep and might need a pillow if he wakes up in the middle of the night. Next, she put the blanket on him – during all this time he didn't even stir in sleep. Elizabeth twisted her lips and put her finger below her nostril to find out that he was breathing just fine – she just wanted to make sure that he wasn't dead. Since she stirs a lot in her sleep – so, she has been told – she finds it weird when somebody stays so still in their sleep. She covered him with the blanket up to his neck since it was yet another cold night. As she was leaning in – her eyes fell just above his eyes – under his eyebrow – there was a deep yet a small scare which she never noticed before. Her eyes fell on the corner of his lip to find yet another scare just beside left-corner of his lip. She knew it was creepy of her to stare at his face so closely, but she still did it.
She noticed how retroussé his nose was – it somehow resembled with Maria. Even he was sleeping – he kept his jaws clenched. She wondered if his mouth hurt from all the clenching in the morning or maybe it was the secret of his well-structured jawline. She also noticed someone of the hair from his left eyebrow's tip was missing from over the scare – it looks like he had stitches below and the corner of his eyebrow. He had fairly thin lips and they were chapped – maybe he should use some balm on it. She was actually amazed – she never thought she would find Maria's brother fairly handsome. Maybe because she never looked at him in such way – he has always been Leo, Maria grumpy older brother who hates her family for obvious reasons, but at the moment – it was Leo Wayne, a fairly handsome doctor who was passed out on her couch and whom she is so creepily staring at in his sleep. Elizabeth was aware of how stupid she was being but still, she didn't straighten herself.
She is also aware of how weird it would be for him and for her – if he opens his eyes and looks stare into his face, but still, she didn't back up. She should have drunk the awfully bitter coffee she made – maybe then she would have sobered up more. She still had some alcohol messing up with her head. Her eyes fell on his lips as she sighed – his lips twitched in his sleep. She tilted her head and kept her eyes on his lips. It has been so long since she was kissed – she wonders how it will feel to have someone's lips on hers. She shook her head, no – she cannot do it. She cannot kiss somebody in his sleep. She narrowed her eyes, but maybe a tiny peck won't hurt. No! She scolded herself – it was Leo Wayne. She can never kiss Leo Wayne – she can never even think about kissing Leo Wayne. She tried to recall what he has said to her earlier that day to stop feeling so attracted towards him, but she was unable to recall it. She just had to back up and quietly walk into her room and sleep – she is not supposed to kiss him or anybody in their sleep – especially NOT LEO WAYNE! But, she did the contrast of what she was thinking – she leaned into Leo and stopped just a mere inch away from his lips. She warned herself again that this was Leo Wayne she wanted to kiss and that she was not supposed to do this, but still there was some sort of pull that she couldn't deny – probably because the alcohol was still in her system, so she did the unimaginable – she leaned in further and softly placed her lips on his.
Next thing would have killed the sober Elizabeth with embarrassment – but somehow the tipsy Elizabeth was not as bothered as she should have been. Leo opened his eyes and stared right into hers. His eyes were wide opened while Elizabeth's dropped. He didn't move under her nor did she move over him. She slowly closed her eyes and pressed her lips further while Leo was left stunned – he didn't move and wait for her to withdraw herself from him, but when he realized that she doesn't have such plans – he decided to make a move and put his hand on her waist to gently push her away.
Just when Elizabeth thought that she was being rejected by Leo and was about to pull herself up – she felt his hand lightly brushing on her waist. She took it as a sign and stretched out her knees apart and put her on each side of him – her knees dipped in the couch as her hands her on his shoulder. Leo was surprised to find Elizabeth boldly making a move like that – he never thought that they would share such moment together. He lifted his head up to look into her eyes. He could see the deep blue color of her eyes in the night light. Her pale skin glowed and he never thought that she would actually love beautiful to him. She brought her lips closer to his and he didn't move – he was surprised by himself as well. He never thought he would not push Elizabeth Harrison away – in fact, he did unexpectedly. With his hand on her waist – he pulled her closer. Maybe he was still drunk and maybe his drunken state was making her look ten times more attractive than she already is – he doesn't know. All he knows is that Elizabeth was too close to him and he wanted to kiss her back as much as she wanted it.
Leo pulled her closer and put his lips on hers and kissed her. Elizabeth didn't hold back and kissed him too with her hands wrapped around his head. Maybe it was the lack of a physical contact that was making her lose her mind. She wanted nothing more than Leo at the moment and she made sure she gets what she wants. Leo pushed her on the couch and put his head in her neck before his lips lightly teased and burned her skin with his lips. She bit her lip and arched her back as she wrapped her legs around his waist – she let out a soft moan when Leo stopped. His lips stopped moving on her skin – instead, his head was just on her neck. She knitted her eyebrows and waited for him to move, but when he didn't she realized that he passed out – again.
Elizabeth let out a shaky breath as she moved her hair off her face. Her breathing was irregular, her skin was still burning for more yet she wanted to run far – far away from Leo. Her face turned scarlet as she realized what she has done. She was lying under Leo who was asleep on her. She is more scared to think if Leo will remember what they have done the next day and if yes, how he will react. She is sure it will not be pretty. She sighed and slowly moved Leo's body off hers – she doesn't want him to wake up now – she is too ashamed to face him immediately. She pressed her lips together and slowly moved him away – luckily for her, Leo stirred in his sleep and face the other side of the couch. She blew her cheeks out and hastily got on her feet. She turned her head around to look at him one last time before she shook her head embarrassingly and put the blanket on him, which fell on the floor and quietly walked back into her room with looking back again.
As soon as Elizabeth closed the door behind her, Leo opened his eyes. He rubbed his face and cursed under his breath – he had to pretend to fall asleep before they did something they would forever regret. He was guilt-ridden for kissing her back. He groaned lowly, "God, Leo – what have you done." He mumbled to himself before sat straight and bowed his head before putting his hand on his head. He was surprised by himself – he never thought he wouldn't be able to push her away.