Chapter Fourty Six

"Fuck! My head hurts."

My gazes were all on Lorcan the moment he got up from our bed, holding his head, cursing under his breath due to a hangover. His hair looks messy but it is still easy on the eyes.

"You were drunk last night." I stated, as a matter of fact.

He turned to gaze down at me because i was still laying down my body, with a blanket covering half of it.

"Yeah, i was." He ran his fingers through his hair, making it messier.

I fought the urge of getting distracted by his naked upper body, his hairy chest and abs and yummy v-lines, the way he looks sexy in my sight since he's only wearing his boxer short and nothing more.

He can definitely pass as the God of sex appeal.

But i didn't wake up next to him just to shower him praises this morning.

"Was it because of the lady in red heels?" I asked in a monotone. He was taken a bit for a second.

"What made you think of that?" His brows furrowed, facing me completely like i got his whole attention.

"You said it yourself last ni