Chapter 5.

Averys POV

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My head kept looking around at my surroundings in shock before I snapped my eyes back at his, my heart beating fast and my mouth open, I licked my lips and shook my head to regain the ability to speak.

”Did we? Uhm…we didn't right?"

I was scared of the answer but I needed to know, I didn't remember much from last night, nothing after the party in fact.

”No, fucking unconscious girls isn't really my thing.” He said crossing his arms over his chest and smiling at me, a devious smile yet caring eyes, I couldn't read him. Reading people had always been easy for me, but this man, James, I couldn't for the life of me figure him out. 

His blunt answer drew all the blood from my body, up to my face. something that clearly didn't go unnoticed by the hulk imitator standing in front of me as I saw a smirk growing big on his face, he was enjoying this.

Jerk. 

”My sister is staying in the same hotel, she got you undressed and helped you to bed after I brought you here. You were drugged at the party last night and passed out, so I brought you here so that the son of a bitch who drugged you wouldn't get his hands on you.”

I was drugged? Where's Lydia? My head kept spinning and my thoughts were foggy from the events and the information James had just told me. I quickly came back to my senses as I realized I was still naked and James was still standing by the door watching me.

”Where are my clothes? I need to get dressed and call my parents.” I sort of demanded but it came out more like a squeal.

I cringed at my own voice. 

My heart was beating so fast that I felt it in my throat. James took my dress from last night and laid it on the bed.

”Would you..?" I asked as I gestured for him to turn around, I didn't want him to see me naked. James turned around reluctantly with a smile on his face. I removed the sheets and got up on my feet as I quickly as I could to put my dress on, the movements must have been too fast for my head to comprehend, I got dizzy and held on to one of the pillars so as not to fall. I felt a hand on my waist and another hold my hand.

” Are you okay?” 

James is right behind me, so close that I can feel his breath fanning my neck, the hairs on my neck stand as I take a few steps away from him.

”I'm fine, thank you.” I know he's only trying to be nice but I'd prefer it at a distance. I don't know what's happening to me but I do know that I am not feeling all too well and my parents must be worried. 

James first looked at me in shock for pushing him away, then his eyes got serious as he started walking towards me with slow steps. With every step he took towards me I took one step back, that was until my back hit the wall behind me. 

He was now close enough that I felt his breath on my face and our lips nearly touched, his face was tense, and not once did he break eye contact with me. With me being the stubborn ass I am, I wasn't about to look away, letting him dominate the situation… even though there was a power in his glare making me want to look away and submit. 

”My family and I are having dinner tonight, I would like it if you would join us.” His invitation seemed so formal, but I was in no mood to meet his family, I also didn't know him so this all seemed wicked to me. Just as I was about to decline his offer he gripped my waist with his hand and pulled me in, my face was now by his shoulder and I could feel him hardening his grip around my waist as his other hand took a grip around my neck. 

He tilted my head to the side and I closed my eyes falling completely and utterly under his control. Every part of my body tingling and a burst of fire igniting where his hands met my body. 

I let out a quiet moan after which he pulled even tighter, my hand grasping his chest. He leaned in and nibbled my ear causing fireworks to burst in my chest.

”You will come, won't you?”

Without thinking, unable to focus on anything but the feel of his touch I answer him in a moan.

”Yes…” He kissed me gently on my neck, much more gentle than I thought he would, considering his rough grip. He pulled away slowly and leaned his forehead against mine.

”I thought you might.” He said with a serious look on his face, and his lips pressed together forming a line, his eyes gazing into mine, I felt like he could read every thought spinning in my mind. Though it wouldn’t be that hard right now seeing as he was all that was on my mind since the second he touched me. A chilling sensation once again broke out in my body and I felt weak. James turned around and walked out of the room.

After I recovered from what had just happened I found myself wondering why I agreed. I was ready to reject his request, how come I said yes? I didn't want this?

At the same time, panic strikes as I'm looking for my phone, I find it on the table beside the bathroom. A big antique desk with a mirror in the middle that was massive and the same engraved details as the pillars of the bed. 

I took my phone and see that I have no missed calls nor text messages from anybody, how can this be? Lydia must have told my parents, and they should be worried, shouldn't they? or at least call or send me a  'get better'  text or something? ANYTHING?! 

I called Lydia to see how she's doing and get some more insight into what happened last night.

”Hey Aves! What's up?”

What's up?

WHAT'S UP?

”What the hell is going on Lydia? Why am I in a hotel room with a stranger? And WHAT happened last night?”

I had so many questions and I did my best not to project any anger onto Lydia since I didn't know her side of the story.

”You don't remember? I came to your house and picked out the dress you wore, then I drove us to the party. Once we were there you talked to someone and James came up and defended you, practically breaking the guy's hand, then someone sent you a glass of wine and after drinking from it you collapsed, you fell to the ground, your eyes rolled back into your head and no one got a reaction from you. James said he knew your parents, I called them to check and it was true, and…” Lydia stopped for a moment only adding to my already agitated mind.

”And what Lydia!?”

”They told me it was true, that they did know him and his family, that he was a decent man and that I should let him take you, Avery.” It was okay for him to take me? Even if that is true, if he knew my parents how come I've never heard of him? 

"Why haven't they called Lil?" My voice sounded as broken as my soul felt. 

"Who, Aves?"

"My parents." The line went quiet. How would she know...I just wanted someone to tell me that I'm not crazy for wanting my parents to be a little worried about my well-being, but maybe I am.

And then there is James. The mystery stranger whom I know the name of and nothing else, inviting me to dinner with his family who apparently knows my parents. 

My gut told me to trust him, that he was a good man and I guess it seemed like he was. He hadn't done anything to prove otherwise, except maybe being a little handsy, but who am I kidding, I liked it.

A knock on the door broke me from my thoughts and allows me to return to reality. I shook my head to get a clear vision again as I yell for whoever knocked to come in.

"Lil I gotta go, I'll call you later. love ya."

"Okey babe, love you too, and hey! be careful okay?"

"Always, bye." With that being said I hung up the phone and laid it aside, shaking off the self-pity party I was having and focusing on whoever knocked. 

In the room walks a tall gorgeous young woman, not much older than myself, 20 maybe? Blonde hair that goes all the way down to her belly button and shifts halfway down to lovely curls that fall perfectly. Big blue eyes that captivate you immediately,  she had long lean legs and was wearing a purple tight turtleneck dress with a slit at the bottom showing off her legs, around her waist was a belt with what looked like a thousand tiny diamonds on it.

”Hi, I'm Amber, James’s sister.”

She said holding out her hand with a big smile on her face showing her naturally white teeth. How the hell can a woman be this beautiful and kind at the same time? Seemed a bit unfair to this blabbing, tired, hungover sack of potatoes standing in front of her. 

I shook her hand and told her my name.

”Well Avery it's nice to meet you, I heard you're coming to dinner? Well, we will just get you fixed up, why don't you take a shower while I find a dress for you to wear?”

Dinner?

HOLY SHIT! DINNER! 

I had completely forgotten that I had accepted James' invitation. I started putting my hands through my hair and pacing back and forth in the room when I feel a hand on my shoulder.

”Are you okay sweetheart?” Amber looked at me with concern and pity written all over her face.

”I-i'm so sorry, I don't know why I said yes to this whole dinner thing, you seem really nice but I'm in no mood or any type of decent shape to meet your family, I should just go home.”

I started picking up all my things when Amber places her hands on my shoulders forcing me to look at her.

”Breath Avery, it's going to be alright, get in the shower and wash up, leave the rest to me, I'll fix you up real good, it's gonna look like yesterday never happened, and you will enjoy yourself, I promise.”

Her gaze gave me a sense of comfort and I nodded, turning my head down and walking into the bathroom. 

”I’ll just go back to my room and find a nice dress and I’ll send someone over to do your makeup, sounds good?”

I turned where I stood, by the bathroom door, and threw her a smile and a quick nod before I went in and closed the door behind me. 

I went over to the sink that had a big mirror over and dragged my hand over my face, I am so tired, so so tired. Who are these people and why can't I just say no, its one fucking word, NO.