After waving Kade off, the elevator transported me to the 7th floor where mine and the Hotel room I had deliberately planned to share with Imogen was.
The elevator doors separated, permitting me to scuttle out of it and to 'ROOM 7K'. I inserted my card into the right hole, unlocking the door.
I stormed in, hastily shut the door. The lights were on, indicating Imogen had switched them back on.
Staggering to the sofas, I sat down on one of them, resting my head against the back of the sofa and shut my eyes. Kade's words couldn't stop reeling in my head. Did I really have to openly express my emotions to Imogen? That was something I hated doing.
I couldn't imagine walking up to Imogen and saying, 'Imo
Wasn't she supposed to shut her eyes or something? But no, she had them widely opened, looking totally out of breath and life.She made me scared to attempt to kiss her. What if she got really angry and hit me or something? Or quit the job and charge me for sexual harassment. I was going to lose her forever. It obviously wasn't the right time to kiss.I did what I had intended to do in the first place, flicked the switch off to turn off the lights."Hames!" She exclaimed in fear as everywhere went totally black.I felt something vigorously push at my chest (obviously her hands), making me almost stumble backwards but I was quick enough to stop myself from falling.
'Hames, she's not a baby, she can be by herself.' My inner mind (if that's a thing) said to me."Aren't you leaving?" She stared at me again with bored eyes.Without a word, I turned around and took my leave. Mom hadn't stopped calling. The call ended but she called again almost immediately.When I was certain I had reached a spot where the noise from the club wasn't going to serve as a disturbance, I finally answered her call."Hi, Mom." I said in a gentle tone."Wow, not a grumpy response. Lemme guess, you're not engulfed in work-related stuff at the moment?"
~ IMOGEN ~"Miss Mark, please get me coffee." Hames ordered, tracing the head of his pen around the printed words on the file in his hands."Okay, sir." I nodded, turning around with a yawn and to the kitchen to make him coffee.I was having a very terrible headache. I knew I had gotten so drunk last night but I couldn't clearly remember all that had happened.Nevertheless, 'she's my girlfriend' kept ringing in my head,increasing the terrible headache I was having.I was also damn hungry. I also remembered puking my guts out, my throat was still hurt from the pressure of vomiting. I
Finally, I was having a break. My hands hurt so bad, as well as my back, legs, arms and every part of my body was in pain.It wasn't such an easy task working for someone like Hames. Whoever had thought coming to Australia was going to be for fun and peaceful moments, that person thought so wrong. It was extremely terrible and I felt like crying my eyes out.I dropped my phone on the bedside table, plopping myself on my bed, hoping I could sleep for the next few minutes till the break was over. I was hungry but I was too tired to eat.I sank deeper in the softness of my bed, slowly shutting my eyes to ooze into the world of sleep.I was jerked back awake from the sound of my ringtone. Groanin
My eyes widened beyond limit, popping out of their sockets and almost rolled away. Hames didn't stop kissing me, he was exploring my mouth in ways that did things to my body that they ought not to feel.He slid his tongue into my mouth, exploring every inch of it. His kiss was causing a tingling sensation to flow through me. My internals were squeezing so bad, but in a good way.Ignoring the fact that his mouth tasted of alcohol, his kiss felt good. It ignited a weird kind of fire in me and was making a weird spark occur inside of me.I knew I should've pulled away but I couldn't. I was too shocked to even move. The kiss was one heavy one, explaining things I found difficult to understand.I
Hames just happened to be one of the weirdest people I had ever known. He still hadn't said anything about kissing me but instead apologized for everything he was. That was the weirdest encounter of my life.I raised my head from the files in my hands, glancing at him in perplexity."Mr. Hendrix," I called."Hames.""Uh?" I quirked an eyebrow at him.He set his laptop aside, folding his arms across his chest, making it seem like he was showing off his strong biceps."It's Hames. You should call me Hames, I prefer it." Dammit! It w
This just happened to be the most boring dinner with anyone. He hadn't said a word but was only eating and glancing at me at short intervals, nothing else. Well, it wasn't like I was expecting us to exchange words. It wasn't a date."Oh, I'm supposed to be nice." He said randomly, sitting up straight. So he remembered now? He needed to stop deceiving himself. He could never be a nice person."I guess you forgot that." I forced a smile."Yes, I did." He chuckled. Oh goodness, he just chuckled?Once again, silence occurred. I hated it as hell, but I wasn't going to start a discussion with him. Heavens knew how much I hated keeping my mouth shut for such a long time.
~ IMOGEN ~My phone's unremitting ringing drew me out of my wonderful sleep land.I groaned, muttering cuss words to myself before I half-opened my eyes, rolling on the bed to reach for my phone on the nightstand.It still vibrated in my hand, sounding even louder and more frustrating. I fluttered my sleepy eyelids, placing a leg over a pillow and yawned.The caller ID was none other than Lila. Why on Earth was she calling? Did she think it was right to disturb my beautiful sleep that was mostly short.Wearing a frown, I answered the call, placing the phone to my ear. "What the fuck do you want?" I gruffed.