I smiled and nodded. I walked over to where I knew she slept and pulled the covers back, motioning for her to get in. She got under the covers, and I walked to the other side and slid in next to her. She cuddled up against me and placed her head on my chest.
It was odd how comfortable the action felt. Like we did that every night. She wrapped her arms around me and looked at me with a smile. I kissed her forehead, and she settled back onto me.
I let her rest on me, enjoying the warmth of her body and feeling her chest rise and fall as she drifted off to sleep. I waited a good while, claiming that I wanted to make sure she was fully asleep before I tried to move.
In reality, part of the reason was because I was too comfortable to go anywhere else. I enjoyed feeling her on me. She’d felt safe enough to fall asleep in my arms, and I didn’t want to shatter the moment just yet.
Eventually, I forced myself to lay her on the pillow, trying to be asslow as possible so I didn’t wake her up. At that moment, I was grateful for alcohol because she didn’t move an inch.
I brushed the hair out of her face and kissed the top of her head before turning to leave her asleep in the dark and shutting her door behind me.
Chapter Eighteen
KAIA
I woke up with a pounding against my skull and clothes I didn’t remember picking out twisted on my body,one nipple popping out of my white tank top.
“What the hell happened?” I groaned.
I looked around the room, searching for any clues of the night before. I was alone in my bed, so nothing too good happened. I was wearing pajamas, and my outfit from going out sat in my hamper. “Where’s my bra?” I asked into the dark room.
There was nothing around the room that hinted at anything out of the ordinary, so I got out of bed and padded to the kitchen for some water and toast. I felt nauseous but thankfully not enough to actually throw up… yet.
My savior, Daisy, was in the kitchen, making eggs, toast, and bacon. She looked up at me and smiled widely. “Good morning, sunshine. How did you sleep?”
I groaned and made a face. “What happened?” I asked, sitting on the stool at the island and placing a hand on my forehead.
She shook her head and handed me a glass of orange juice and some pain relievers. I thanked her, swallowed them down, and hoped they’d stay there.
“You had quite the night, little lady.” She grinned, handing me a plate.
“Oh no. What did I do? I didn’t, like, drunk dial someone, did I?” I felt around for my phone, forgetting where I put that as well.
She unplugged it from the wall by the dishwasher and handed it to me. “No, you didn’t drunk dial anyone, but you did flirt with someone.”
Ifrowned, confused. “I flirted with someone? Who? A stranger?”
“You really don’t remember last night, do you?”
I shook my head. “Apparently not. I remember go-karting and…” I trailed off, the memory of feeling her leg against mine coming back. I hadn’t meant to caress her leg like that; I didn’t know what had come over me. She’d just been so close, and I honestly hadn’t thought she could even feel it.
“Yes? Go-karting and?” she pressed.
“We sat down for drinks. I remember ordering a few lemon drops.”
“Four, Kaia. You ordered four.” She smiled.
I covered my mouth, instantly remembering those shots and not wanting to taste them again. “After that, not much else. I remember almost falling off the stool, and going to the bathroom, and that’s it.”
“Oh, sweetie.” She looked at me with sympathy,
“What? What did I do?”
“Well, for starters, you didn’t flirt with a stranger. You flirted with me.”
“Shut the fuck up!” I instantly shook my head and my hands, wishing I could take it back. “Sorry, I didn’t mean that. I just wasn’t expecting that. I… what?”
She smiled. “It’s okay. You were drunk, but yeah, you did. You kept rubbing my leg, telling me how soft it was and how beautiful I was, which, thank you, by the way. Even though you were wasted, it was still nice.”
