Morning Awkwardness

~Astrid~

It was warm everywhere. I wondered why their pillows felt this good, I could literally stay in bed all day.

Except this pillow was breathing. I peeled my eyes open, staring at nothing for the first few seconds.

And then it dawned on me. I'd shared a bed with Adrian and that explained why I could feel warmth everywhere.

Because he was right behind me with his erection nestled in the crack of my ass. I shut my eyes tightly.

If it was back then, I'd have been happy to cuddle with him and when we woke up to situations like this, we just well.. you know.

But now? It was goddamn mortifying making me wonder why the hell he wasn't out of bed yet. Adrian wasn't a deep sleeper neither was he a rough sleeper.

Making me wonder how he crossed the pillow I'd sacrificed and left in the middle to keep our distance.

“God, you crossed the boundaries we set, fucker.” I hissed, shoving him lightly. He groaned and then tensed for a second, pulling back a bit.

That was what I thought.

“Can you even hear yourself?” he asked, his voice rough and low. I felt a shiver creep up my spine.

“Look at all the space you left, cramping me up here. Guess you're that desperate for a cuddle,” he bit out and I gritted my teeth.

He was right and it pissed me the hell off.

I hadn't even gotten a come back when there was a knock on our door and it opened before we were able to say anything.

Joan stepped in with a mischievous glint in her eyes. Her gaze bouncing from me to Adrian.

For real?

“Good morning and sorry for coming in without permission,” she smiled and I nodded, trying to move without grazing Adrian.

He had another plan because he put his hand around me, drawing me flush against his body.

“It's nothing, we just woke up and...”

“It was rude.” Adrian butted in, fixing the poor woman with his scary gaze. Her smile faltered lightly before she shook her head.

“I'm sorry and I just came to inform you breakfast is at Nine. And I think, Aaron wants to see you,” she said directing her words to Adrian who grunted.

“I'll take my leave now, sorry again,” she said and I muttered a 'thank you ' as she walked out, shutting the door behind her.

I pushed out of Adrian's hold, climbing off the bed so fast it felt like my ass was on fire.

Adrian looked unimpressed and slightly irritated as he climbed off the bed, his shirt riding up his stomach exposing his tanned torso to my eyes.

I looked away, pretty flustered and got into the bathroom.

After freshening up, I wore the clothes I'd worn yesterday, with a scowl on my face as I stepped out of the bathroom.

Adrian was standing by the window and I walked up to him.

“I've worn these for two days now.” I bit out but he didn't even glance at me, making me wonder what was going through his mind.

“I'll leave my credit card, you can ask Joan to take you around for shopping or you go alone,” he said stepping away from the window and towards the bathroom.

After taking a few steps he stopped and glanced at me from over his shoulder.

“And Ms. Blythe?” he called and I glared at him. “Let's never share a bed again,” he said before entering the bathroom and closing the door.

I scoffed. What? He really thought I was ecstatic on sharing a bed with him? If it was left to me, I'd sleep on the floor.

But that wasn't an option... Unfortunately.

I left the room and went downstairs, where well... Aaron and Joan was making out in the living room. I looked away, clearing my throat to get their attention.

Joan's eyes darted behind Aaron, finding me almost immediately. She flushed pulling away from him and scurrying towards me.

“Where's your husband?” he asked and I shrugged.

“He's in the bathroom. Nature call,” I forced a smile at her as she led me towards the dining table.

“Good morning sir,” I greeted Aaron who responded with a nod. The man was insufferable.

He and Adrian would have been a good match for each other, only if one of them had been born as a woman instead.

Joan and I sat on the dining table waiting for both men to join us and when they eventually came around, they gave excuses of having to work.

Adrian came around where I sat and leaned in, tucking his card into my purse, his eyes not leaving mine.

“Buy something sexy. I'd like to see it,” he brushed the back of his fingers on my cheeks and a chill crept up my spine.

He placed a kiss at the corner of my lips.

“Be good, Sunshine,” he muttered and then he was gone, following Aaron. I shifted in my seat flustered.

“You're going shopping?” Joan asked, her eyes twinkling. I gave a nod, not able to form a proper sentence and trying to get rid of Adrian's cologne that was stuck around me.

Joan nodded.

“Understandable. I feel that way around Aaron too,” she fanned her face with her hands.

“Gosh, he asked you to buy something sexy. That was... Hot,” she muttered, and I looked away.

Oh, everything about my fake husband was hot but his personality? It sucks.

I stared at the black card sitting in my purse.

Oh boy. I was going to spend a fortune.