Page 237 of The Perfect Spiral
“The girls? I can take you back down to them if you want—”
“No, no! I’m perfectly fine up here... away from them... m-mostly my sister,” I manage to get out, my words starting to blur together. I feel drunk. Very drunk.
“Are you okay? Do you want me to get you some water or—”
“No! I need to get f-fucked up, like wasted and whatnot...”
Matt chuckles, taking a sip of the beer he’d ordered a few minutes ago.
“Alright then, at least you’re having fun! I enjoy talking to you. You’re funny.”
“I like t-talking to y-you too, Matty boy!” I poke his chest, letting my fingers wander up to his shoulder and down his arm. I can’t help but admire his body art.
“This is really cool. Sorry to go all basic b-bitch on you, but I think t-tattoos are fucking h-hot on a guy,” I confess, biting my lip as I study his skin.
“Oh yeah?” He whispers huskily, his mouth close to my ear. I snap my eyes to his, biting down on my lip hard.
He watches me do this, “You look hot when you bite your lip like that,” his voice is so deep and I feel that last drink start to hit me. I give him a smile and turn back to his tattoos, tracing my finger along the black ink.
“You’d look even hotter if I bit your lip like that,” he suggests, placing a hand on my back and rubbing his thumb over my exposed skin.
I once again meet his gaze, seeing the lust written all over his face. Still biting on my lip, I feel myself smile at him and I let go.
“So do it then.” Smirking, he leans in and bites on my lip, pulling it towards him before letting go. Feeling brave, I lean in closer to his face, brushing his lips with my own and trailing them over to his jawline.
He slides me along the leather seats, pulling me closer to him and holding my waist. We’re both drunk. We’re both feeling the effects of our last drink. Breathing on his skin, I bite on his jawline, making him grip my waist tighter.
I make my way up to his ear and whisper, “Do you like that?” It comes out so sultry that I even surprise myself. I hear him curse under his breath and I bite my lip once more, backing away from him.
I see his eyes are shut, savoring the moment. I’m so horny right now.
I need to forget about him. Forget about my feelings for him. Now. As soon as Matt opens his eyes, he smirks at me, “Let’s goback to mine.” He kisses my neck and I nod. I need this right now. I need to forget everything.
We walk down the stairs towards the exit and I see all the girls still at the bar. I tell Matt to hang on for one second. I race over to them and put my arms around Andy and Hannah.
“I’m heading back to Matt’s. Don’t wait up, I won’t be back until t-tomorrow.” After kissing their cheeks, they cheer me on and I run back to Matt who holds the door open for me.
As I walk out, he smacks my ass and I let out a squeal of laughter. Oh, this is going to be fun…
Chapter 85
The scent of bacon frying mingles with the throbbing pain in my head. I groan, my skull pounding like a drum. My lips are dry and crusty, my mouth as parched as the Sahara.
I roll onto my back, cradling my aching head in my hands, and force my eyes open.
I glance around, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings. Panic surges as I sit up abruptly, realizing I’m not in my own bed.
“Fuck!” I whisper, cradling my head again. The covers slip down, revealing last night’s outfit still clinging to my body. Oh god, what did I do?
Did I sleep with someone? Whose room is this? Please tell me I didn’t sleep with a stranger.
I don’t feel sore or bruised. I glance down at my body, noticing a few bruises on my neck. Lifting my bra, I see love bites trailing down to my nipples and breasts.
I gasp in shock. What the fuck happened last night?
“Ahhh, you’re awake! Good morning!” Matt strides into the room, balancing two plates in his hands.
Matt! I slept with Matt? Shit! I wish I could remember. I can’t recall anything about last night.
