Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Shane’s eyes flashed with excitement at the new offer.

Well, I can’t be too unreasonable.

With a grunt, he hung up.

Natalie knew him well enough to know that he had agreed. With a chuckle, she turned her attention back to Joyce. “I’m sacrificing so much for you, Joyce. When we go back, you’re going to work extra hard for me.”

It had been a long day for her, after the jet lag and the night of drinking. Her head began to feel heavy for wanting to get some sleep.

The following day, Joyce woke up feeling rejuvenated. She was dumbfounded at the sight of Natalie sleeping next to her.

“Nat, why are you in my bed?” Joyce gave Natalie a shove.

“What’s going on?” Natalie mumbled as she opened her bleary eyes.

“You tell me! Why are you in my bed?” Joyce persisted.

Natalie massaged her head as she struggled to sit upright. “You have the nerve to ask me that!” she replied in a huff. “You were so drunk last night that after I’d dropped you off in your room, you cried and clung on to me, insisting that I kept you company.”

“Was… was that what happened?” Joyce strained to recall the events of the night before through the haze of champagne and tears. Unfortunately, nothing came to her mind.

had a lot to drink last night. I have to console our friend. He

on her shoes and left Joyce alone in her room, who was sitting on the bed with

cautiously and tiptoed toward the bed

was thrown off but

he go?” Natalie muttered

about to search for him, a pair of arms shot out and wrapped tightly around

the heartbeat against her back and

Shane’s low

you go?” Natalie stuck her tongue out at him in response to his

around to face him. After gazing at her for some moments, he lifted her

widened in horror. “I have not brushed my teeth!” she protested as she shoved

to that either but kissed her

it carried a hint of a punishment of some sort as

became clear to Natalie that that was indeed

her promise to him the

realization. Instead, she

he did not mind her stale morning

appetite evolved beyond kissing. With a powerful heave, he threw Natalie