Xandry

Chapter 5 No One Gets Jealous

 

 

XANDRY

 

 

 

So fucking awful!

My head was pounding, my muscles were aching, my limbs-- and holy fuck my back. How did I get into this goddamn awful couch? Who made this kind of thing? It was made of fucking rock.

I bolted upright, making my head to throb when the realization hit me. I had to squeeze my eyes shut as my vision started to blur and spin. My lips were dry as a desert.

After rubbing my temples a few times, I opened my eyes slowly and looked down. I’m wearing the same clothes yesterday, my shoes were taken off and perfectly aligned atop the chocolate and cream shaggy rug. What the fuck did I do last night? I was sure as hell what I had right now was a hangover.

I looked around in the small living room. It still looked brand new with wood wall paneling, but I wasn’t sure what kind of wood it was. It looked so cozy and homie. A set of colorful sofa with drapes and square cushions to complete the country-style looked.

The floral curtains were draped to both sides of the floor to ceiling window, giving me the full view of the trees and iron wrought chairs outside. A few baskets of plants hanging from the porch with blooming small, delicate, and colorful flowers.

I stood up and walked to the wall where the photo gallery displayed. The black and white baby photos in black frames caught my attention. Those photographs must be taken a few days after birth.

“That’s Ben on his five days old.” The voice from my back startled me from snooping around.

“You could’ve given me a heart attack.” I turned to see the gorgeous woman I’ve seen in the morning.

Blaine was only wearing a baggy baby blue shirt with baggy sweatpants, yet I couldn’t take my eyes off of her.

“Good morning! You can take a shower there.” She pointed at the door to her left. “Kyland dropped by to bring you some clothes.”

“Good morning, Blaine! How did I get in here? This must be your house.” I felt a heat crept across my face. I’ve never been this reckless, but Kyland pissed me off.

“How did you get into the bar alone?” She stared at me intently, propping her hands on her hips.

“Um, a guy name.” My brows knitted, trying to remember that guy. “Toby? Tanner, T —”

“Troy? How did you meet Troy?” she inquired with a quizzical looked.

“I was walking to the stable then a truck passed by and stopped, so he asked me where I was going and the rest is history.”

wander around like that, Xandry. You don’t know anyone in this town.”

as a sex slave.” A smile curled my lips, strolling my eyes from her head to

not funny. Who threatened you by the way?”

furrowed. “Threatened?”

you’re drunk, you mentioned something

else did I say?”

flush crept across her cheeks

say something inappropriate?” I

looked gorgeous when she was blushing.

you’re beautiful?” I smirked

“Go and hit the shower, Xandry, and you stink.” She walked toward the hallway and yelled. “I’ll

liked it here. This place was so different from the noise and pollution of the city, but sad to say I was going back home tomorrow, which made my stomach knot in dismay.

bourbon he had that caused me to doze off in two shots. I used to drink at Night Stalker, but I never

that forced me to go

I wrapped the towel around my waist and walked out of the shower room. I found a small medicine cabinet but it was empty,

I glanced myself at the mirror and rubbed my two days old scruff that

mouth made me grin. “How long have you

“Don’t be full of yourself, Xandry. I just wanna give you your clothes. We are not used to seeing someone walking half-naked in our house.” She pushed my clothes

you, Blaine? If I walk

this is my house, my rules!” She glared at me.

I found it amusing to see her angry. The angrier she looked the hotter she became.

“Wear those clothes, or you will go home with just a

mind if women in this town ogle at

her arms over her chest and

to the town with just a skimpy towel that barely covers my ass and asks where is the police station because I’m lost to find my way back home.” I gave her

“Xandry!”

I paused and turned, smirking.

kitchen.” She

yet here I was, flirting with Blaine. I was sure they were

the chair in front of his breakfast with

a grin and ruffled his blond hair.

pot on her

“Black, sweetheart.” I took a seat beside Ben, wearing a smile on

I sit beside

giggled causing his small dimples to appear

shifted my gaze back to Blaine.

in front of me, a plateful of pancakes, and a bottle of syrup. She placed another plate full of scrambled eggs and strips of bacon.

“Thank you.” I sipped my

painkillers?” Blaine asked, taking

“Yes, if you have.”

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