"Mmm...." A groan came out of me as I rolled. I felt a hand on my waist, caressing me gently.
"You can sleep more." A breath fanned over my ear, warmth lingering. His rich-deep voice again, making my eyes open and flinch--
"Argh!" I screamed as my head hit the wall.
"Careful." He said firmly as I looked at him while holding my head. My mouth parted, he's looking at me like that again.
Staring intensely as his lashes fixated on me.
I gulped.
"So..." I looked around, averting my gaze from him. This is not my house.
Clean white walls, organized furniture that are grayish to brown in color. It felt modern, but nevertheless--
It felt like home.
My eyes widen at the thought and shook my head. Then I felt a large hand over my forehead, making me pause. "You'll get a headache if you keep doing that."
"U-uh....okay..." I stopped and looked at him squinting. "Why am I here?" I asked and he shrugged. I scanned myself, letting out a relieved sigh.
I'm fully clothed.
"I took you here." His response made my eyes roll.
"Well, that's obvious. I meant, why did you take me here?" I watched his face and studied his reaction. "Is this your house?"
His hazel eyes, narrow-bridged nose and small lips never changed.
My eyes went down.
"Well, how can I not? You're so helpless last night being drunk and vomiting all over the place." He uttered and my eyes paused at his body.
"Why.....are you...." I looked at his face, giving him a disgusted look. He sighed and brushed his hair back. "Naked?" He finished my sentence.
"Don't worry, I didn't fuck you last night--"
"Argh! Why you!" I grabbed a pillow and hit his face. "Pervert! Don't be like this to a man!" He grabbed my wrists, making me stumble.
Suddenly, I was on top of him. A surge of heat was rising up my cheeks, making me push him away against the mattress.
He flinched. "Gosh, you've gotten real strong...." A smirk crept on his lips. "as a man, Liahree." My eyes widen, hitting him again.
"Stop!" He raised his voice.
"Why are you calling me with woman's name I don't even know!" I shouted and heard a loud laugh, making me pause from hitting.
Damn it, stop repeating that name!
"Don't know?" He laughed again, falling on the bed. "Then, what should I call you?" I felt his hand grip my wrist.
He pulled me closer in a swoosh.
"Leo?" His breath fanned over my lips, making me shiver.
I coughed, breaking the tension. "W-what's your name?" I asked and he laughed louder.
Argh I wanna strangle this guy's neck!
"Damn, Liahree. As if you don't know my name." I looked at him blankly and he propped an arm, holding his head. He gazed at me.
"I really don't know. And you must be mistaken." I continued. "I'm not Liahree."
He sighed, "Fine. If you wanna play this game." He leaned closer, reaching my ear.
"Alexander." His breath fanned over my ear, lingering with warmth and tension that brings me back in a melancholic haze.