You i***t
559 Words
It's late and I have a huge hangover. My body feels like it's losing its flesh. The vodka, gin, and tonic cocktails were a bad idea. I have a naked man sitting on top of my bed.
I crawled out of bed to go to the bathroom. I looked in the mirror and I panicked. My face was all red and puffy, hair extensions were falling down like brave soldiers on the battlefield. The mascara was all over my chin and I am mortified that someone can even stare at me in this state.
After a shower that took forever, I returned to the bedroom only to realize that I have a note on my pillow. ''It's all good. He is a gentleman after all.'' - I declared out loud to myself. The loft was empty. Everything was now pale and gray. My breasts came out of the silky robe; I returned to the bathroom and I stared at my body in the mirror. That afternoon, I never left the apartment. Not even for a quick Thai dinner or a casual glass of wine.
I'm not promiscuous. Maybe a little selfish or cocky, but definitely not the kind of gal jumping from one bed to another. I recognize my flaws, downfalls, and good qualities. Getting a man in my life for a stable, long-lasting relationship was not in the cards for me. I had my way into getting whatever I wanted from a guy. There was always someone available, there for me to satisfy my needs. Usually, I would hang on to one or two well-built men every year. Chosen randomly, making sure that there are no loose ends, I was getting pleasure and non of the bullshit that comes with a relationship. Everything was fun and games, peaches and cream.
But I do not remember who this man that warmed my bedsheets is. All that I can remember is that I travelled back and forth between the earth and the sky a couple of times with him. Closing my eyes, trying to reminisce every glance, stare, the touch of his cold palm on my thighs, and his kisses so suave and filled with the desire of owning every single part of my body.
''Whatcha doing?''
''Nothing Noemi. Your call scared me.''
''Well, I have some exciting news for you. I was able to book the suite for a whole week. Since you want to move to God knows where and become an Amish, I guess, I, your trusty friend alongside your servants, Jess and Amna, have decided to treat our friend in Vegas for a whole week. No refuses, pack your damn bags and get ready to party like you've never seen before.''
''Oh, that's so sweet. I love you guys. Listen, may I ask you something?''
''Sure, honey,''
''Last night, was I talking or doing something with a guy? Everything is blurry in my mind, but I woke up with a man in my bed. When I got out of the shower, he left but...''
''You idiot.''
''Excuse me?''
''I'm just kidding girl. Listen, why don't we meet up for a cup of coffee at Soho? The ambiance is nice, they have a great potato and steak dinner and we can discuss everything. No Jess and Amna.''
''Sounds good. OMG, stop laughing. It's not that funny.''
- Writer
