My One Night Stand Baby

CHAPTER ONE Brook Withers was a young girl with a party streak. She had always been a social butterfly from the time when she was little. In kindergarden she would play with anyone and everyone. She was never shy. She always had the upper hand in life. Her father was a wealthy business man and boy did he know his stuff. Brooks mother had left them when she was 13. Alison Withers had found her self a younger guy whom she could twist around her pinky. She had spiraled downwards into the hands of addiction and alcohol. Brook had gotten the party streak from her mother and her grandfather. They were your typical party animals. Brook was pretty sure her great grandpop could throw down to if he were still living. He wasn’t though neither was her grandparents. It didn’t bother her though she had never met them. All she knew she could trust was her daddy. He had always been there for her. They were as close as a father and daughter could be, without the i****t haha. It was cold. She sat up from the unknown bed she was lying in. Completely naked. "How did I get here?" Brook asked herself. Trying hard to focus on the previous nights events. It was a blur, she just couldn't remember. She cautiously looked around her afraid of what she would see. Next to her laid a man. She couldn't make out his face because of the curly blonde mop of hair that covered it. Brook tried to slowly manoeuvre my way out of his bed without waking him, she wanted to run but Brook knew one wrong move would wake him. Brook gathered her belongings, including her torn lacy, black thong. "Man what the hell did we do?" She wondered. Brooks legs were sore probably from the dancing or the s*x. Who even knew at this point. She quickly got dressed and searched for a door. Brook wasn't quite sure if she should leave a note or something. “Oh well maybe next time. If fate tempted us we would meet again” Brook mumbled under her breath, hoping for the latter. It was a quite Sunday morning when Brook knocked at her Best friends door. She didn’t live far from the mystery man’s apartment. Kimberly and her husband Craig Palmer had a two bedroom home in Queens. Not far from her own little one bedroom place two or three blocks away from Kimberly. They had been friends since middle school. Stuck together through thick and thin. Kimberly was quite the opposite of Brook. She was more reserved and quite. That’s how they had met. Kimberly was sitting alone at lunch one day when Brook had noticed her. Kimberly’s eyes were puffy, she had obviously been crying. Brook wasn’t surprised, she wasn’t the prettiest looking girl in school. Brook had sat by her that day, not saying a word. From that day they were inseparable. Kimberly opened her front door after looking through the peephole. It was Brook. She had wondered where the girl had disappeared to last night. They had gone clubbing last night. Brooks favourite past-time. “Brook! What happened to you?” asked Kimberly as she opened the door to greet her friend. Brook looked up at her with a tired expression, “ I was hopin’ you could tell me” she said as she raised an eyebrow. Kimberly looked at her dumbfounded. “ You don’t remember do you? You left with a guy. We were all coming back here but y'all disappeared.” She let Brook come in and the two girls headed to the kitchen. “ you need coffee and a strong one at the looks of it.” Kimberly eyed Brook up and down as if looking to get answers out of her she didn’t have. “ What did he look like?” Brook asked curiously seeing she hasn’t been brave enough to take a peak when she woke up and saw the figure. He was lying on his stomach though, it wouldn’t have been easy trying to see, she thought to her self quietly. Kimberly looked up from her coffee cup with a puzzled expression “ What do you mean? I assumed you woke up next to him.” Kimberly smirked when she saw the embarrassed look on Brooks face. “ Weeeell I did. “ Brook started “ But I didn’t think to look at his face. I mean I just wanted to get the hell outta there. Who even knows what would have happened if he woke up first!” she rolled her eyes at the thought. The girls finished their coffee and after a couple of hours of chatting, Kimberly drove Brook home. It was after four in the afternoon. Brook had to get some work done before heading to the office in the morning. If she wanted that promotion to head of the accountants she had to work for it. It wasn’t easy being so young and so far up head already. Her older colleagues thought of her as inferior to them. She was only 24 though so she understood and just shrugged it off. It had been a long two hours of work on her laptop before she gave in. Brook decided to take a cold shower and jump straight into bed, she had some beauty sleep to catch up on. It had been two weeks after the one night stand incident. It wasn’t anything special she’d had many before. Ones she could actually remember. “I mean how good was the s*x if she couldn’t even recall any of it” Brook thought sitting at her desk at the office. Brook was an attractive girl with curly locks of copper red hair that flowed down to her waist, which was slim. She had the body of a model. A well rounded chest and legs that went on forever. Her green eyes could catch any man’s attention. Brook never had to beg, they fell to their knees for her. In a black pencil skirt and a white silky shirt that showed just the right amount of cleavage she picked up her leather handbag, that her father had gotten her for her 23rd birthday, she walked out of the office. It was time for a drink or three. It was Friday after all. Brook got into her silver convertible and sped off home. She wasn’t in a hurry but she did like the feeling of her hair flying in the wind. When she got home she picked up her phone and decided to give Kimberly a call. Only after tossing the heels and the rest of her clothing on the floor. Kimberly’s phone rang. Thankful for the interruption from whatever boring conversation was going on between her colleagues. “Hey, you busy?” Brook started immediately. “ Not at all. What’s up?” Kimberly answered. “ Nothing much. You keen on a ladies night?” Brook chuckled on the inside she knew Kimberly wouldn’t turn down the offer. “ I’m in serious need of a drink.” Kimberly thought about it for the quickest second, “Ah what the hell. Of course. I could use one to.” “ Cool! I’ll pick you up at 8.” She loved hanging out with Kimberly. The woman was always so relaxed, happy with her everyday routine. 8 pm came quick. Brook made sure to put on her sexiest underwear. She was always prepared. She put red lipstick on her pale lips and slipped on her gold coloured wedge heels. She was ready to party. Just as she was about to walk out the front door to her car she heaved and dashed for the bathroom. “What the f**k?” She thought as she bolted to the toilet and vomited. She wiped her mouth and shrugged it off. “ It was nothing. Right?” She questioned her self.