11. Shenanigans
CHAPTER 11
Shenanigans
ARYN
Cotton balls taste like ass.
It’s my first thought waking up this morning. Opening my eyes, I look around the room. Where am I? How did I get here?
The memories of last night are there, but it’s fuzzy.
The feeling of the cool air on my body has me coming to alert in a split second.
I’m naked.
I have a man beside me.
My head hurts but I turn my neck to gasp as I realize I’m in bed with Schade Britton.
Then the memories come in clearly. The shameless way I got off on his fingers, his face, and my God the way he took me on the floor, the bed, and in every position we could contort ourselves into. Most of the night was sex here, there, and everywhere.
I like sex. I’m not a virgin, but I’m not a slut. This is my first one-night stand and what a stand it is.
My body aches and I look to my breasts to see hickies covering them.
One night.
Look at it as a joke, Monica said as I was getting ready for the blind date.
Rachel called it shenanigans.
Well, my body finds none of this funny as every part of me is sore.
My head throbs as I slide out of the bed to stand.
Please stay asleep, please stay asleep , I think to myself as I watch Schade laid out naked on the bed. The man’s body could be on a health magazine cover. And last night, in his button up, he was sexy as hell and could grace the cover of any fashion magazine. His long hair and green eyes. I lick my lips in appreciation for the male specimen he is.
And the things he can do with every inch of his glorious body.
No! There is no more admiring the man. I need to get out of here and we will go back to how it was before.
Neighbors without conversation.
I might wave to him here and there, but that is all he is going to get.
I shake my head and look around for my clothes.
Quickly slipping my dress on, I find the belt and use that to hold my boobs up as I grab my purse. With one last look over my shoulder at the man who rocked my world, I sneak out.
Once I cross the threshold I slide on my heels and dig in my purse for my phone.
Walk of shame – I don’t give a shit. I have to get out of here.
The joke is on me this time.