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.”

like that, Xandry.

is it? Unless there is a woman who wants to kidnap me and uses me as a sex slave.” A smile curled my lips, strolling my eyes from her head to toe. I wondered how did it

threatened you by the

brows furrowed.

when you’re drunk, you mentioned something like someone threatened

“What else did I say?”

flush crept across her

I say something inappropriate?”

Fuck! She really looked gorgeous

I

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

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

named Max offered me the strongest bourbon he had that caused me to doze off in two shots. I used to drink at Night Stalker,

my nerves that forced me to go out in the middle of

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

days old scruff that needed a shave. I quickly rinsed my face then opened the door.

gasp escaped from Blaine’s mouth made me grin.

be full of yourself, Xandry. I just wanna give you your clothes. We are not

it bother you, Blaine? If I

tell you, Xandry, this is my house, my rules!” She

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

go

I just raised my brow to her threat. “You wouldn’t mind if women in this town ogle at my

“Why would I care?” She crossed her arms over her

to the town with just a skimpy towel that barely covers my ass and asks where is the police station because I’m lost

“Xandry!”

I paused and turned, smirking.

waiting in the kitchen.” She

reason why I was here, yet here I was, flirting with Blaine. I was sure they

Sandry!” Ben was sitting on the chair in front of his breakfast with a glass of milk.

gave him a grin

Blaine asked with a coffee pot on her hand and two red mugs on

Ben, wearing a smile on

if I sit

“You already seated.” He giggled causing his small dimples to appear on

time.” I shifted my gaze back to Blaine.

a mug of steaming coffee in front of me, a plateful of pancakes, and a bottle

I sipped

“Do you need painkillers?” Blaine asked, taking a seat across

if you

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