definitely keeping her.
It didn't matter what she had to say about it.
Or her disgusting fiance.
Just watch me.
Carolina
"Oooohhh..."
I put my hand over my eyes to block the sun coming in through the windows. A thin sliver of light was coming in- right across my eyes. For a minute I couldn't remember getting into bed. Or how I had gotten home.
I just knew that I felt horrible.
I sat up slowly.
There was a glass of water by the bed and two aspirins. Someone had closed the curtains. My phone sat on the bedside table.
It was on silent.
Chan.
He had done this. Along with a lot of other things. Like kiss me. Or the things he'd done on stage. Even as I started to remember the night before in excruciating detail, I could not deny his consideration.
He'd looked after me. Even when I'd told him not to.
I'd been pretty rude about it too to tell the truth.
My cheeks warmed up when I remembered how he'd looked on stage. He'd been... so...
Sexy.
I moaned, covering my face. If Max knew he would... well, he would not be amused.
My mild mannered fiancé was a dreamboat in every way. Kind, considerate, well mannered.
Nothing like Chan.
Then why was it Chan who set my heart to racing?
I knew the answer to that question. There was just something about him. About the way he looked at me. It was magical.
But it was not going to interfere with my happy ever after. No matter how he made me feel. I'd just have to forget all about Mr. Chandler Jacobs.
I'd done it before and I could do it again.
I glanced on my phone as the screen flashed.
Morning Princess
I moaned and sunk back under the covers, afraid to look at my messages. I reached out and grabbed the phone, peeking at it.
There were two texts from Max and three from Chan.
Max asked how I was and if I had fun with the girls. So he'd known. I guess he didn't care if I'd been out drinking and letting strange men grind on me.
Only in this case the 'strange man' turned out to be someone I'd known all my life.
My stupid school girl crush.
Some girls might think that was fate. Or the perfect farewell to her single days. It was almost funny how the guy I'd always wanted was the one to give me my last kiss. But I doubted Max would find it amusing.
The next text was from Chan. First he said good morning. Then he sent a picture. The picture was of me, on the couch, looking like I wanted him to kiss me. Or more. Much, much more.
Actually I looked like I'd been rolling around with him, And enjoying it. My lips were swollen, my hair mussed. Even my clothes were very slightly awry.
Oh no.
The next text was just one word.
Insurance.
I had barely a minute to absorb this before the doorbell rang. I groaned and grabbed the aspirin, downing them with small sips as Chan had instructed me.
"Be right there!"
I barely recognized my voice. It was scratchy and sounded like a frog was in there. Or a duck.
Not too far from the truth unfortunately.
Shari and Katey stood there holding up a few bags of supplies. I smelled breakfast. It made me want to keel over.
"Blood Mary time!"
I groaned and stood back, letting them in.
Shari seemed to be utterly unaffected by last night. She bustled around the kitchen while Katey and I watched her, saying nothing. I had a sudden vision of her with Bear... I was too tired to be curious about what she'd gotten up to last night though.
She appeared in the kitchen doorway with a tray of big, red cocktails.
"Shall we go out on the terrace?"
I nodded meekly. Katey put her arm around me. We followed Shari out to my terrace. It wasn't big but there was room for a small table and chairs and a few pots of flowers. I did love my flowers.
"How do you feel?"
I shook my head, grimacing in the bright midday sun. Katey handed me her sunglasses.
"Where are you staying? I didn't think you would be here until Friday for the rehearsal dinner."
"At a hotel. Shari got me a deal. Though last night..."
I gave her the side eye.
"Last night what?"
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Jennifer Salvato Doktorski