Three

I WOKE up with my whole body in pain. Fuck. I muttered a soft curse as I tried to get up from the bed. I looked around and realized I was alone. I saw my glasses on the nightstand. I picked it and wore it. 

I was only wearing a white oversized shirt. Nothing more.

I shut my eyes when I remembered everything that happened last night. Fuck. I got drunk. I got a tattoo. I got a one night stand. And most of all, I was dying. 

I felt my heart drop to the ground. 

No, Claire. This is not the time to mourn. You need to get out of here first. 

I opened my eyes and looked around the room. I needed to get out here. 

I picked up my scattered clothes on the floor and put them back. I winced when I felt the pain in the middle part of my body. 

Then I grabbed my back and checked on my phone. It was already dead. Well, it was a good thing my parents were used to me spending the night in the office so I still have nothing to worry about. Yeah, that's how workaholic I was. 

"Hi." 

Out of nowhere, I saw Adam walking towards me. He was wearing a white shirt just like what I was wearing, and a black boxers. He was fresh from the shower. I could see his hair was still damp. 

Memories of last night came flooding into me. I remembered how he kissed every inch of my body last night. How he sucked my skin. How he… Oh, God. 

"How are you?"

"I-i'm good." I swallowed. "Uh… thanks for last night."

My cheeks flushed. I had never blushed this hard in my twenty nine years in life. 

I found myself staring at his gorgeous face. Those sinful lips… those deep fucking eyes… God. And why does he smell so damn good? I forced myself not to close my eyes and inhaled his scent. He smelled so masculine. So… sexy. Damn. What was this man doing to me? I was acting like a thirsty woman in front of him. 

I blinked my eyes and tried to clear my clouded head. "I think… I should go," I said in a small voice. I might be new to this, but I knew how one night stands work.

"I cooked breakfast. You should eat first before you go."

I shook my head.  "I don't eat breakfast." 

He playfully arched his brow. "You're not hungry after everything we did last night?" 

Before I could answer him, I felt the stabbing pain in my stomach. I grabbed his arm as I winced in pain. 

Fuck. 

"What's wrong?" 

"It's my stomach," I answered him, wincing. I scrunched myself in pain. 

"Do you have meds for that?" he asked, his voice laced with concern. 

I nodded, then shut my eyes in frustration when I realized where it was. "I left it at work."

"Should I bring you to the hospital?" 

I shook my head despite my condition. "No. No hospital. It will eventually go away."

My eyes widened when he suddenly carried me in a bridal fashion. 

"What?" My eyes widened at him. "I said no hospital." 

"We're just going to the kitchen." 

He settled me on the dining chair. And handed me a glass of water. "If that didn't go away in fifteen minutes, we're going to the hospital. I don't want a dead body in my apartment."

I winced. "Don't worry. I still have six months to live." I grabbed the glass of water and sipped from it. 

After a few minutes, I could feel the pain slowly going away. "Stomach cancer. That's what my doctor found out."

"Then all the more reason that you have to eat breakfast," he said, his forehead creased. "If you want to extend your life."

I looked at the food in front of me. There were fried eggs, bacon and waffles. I suddenly felt hungry. 

"Are you always like this?" I couldn't help but ask him as he sat in front of me. 

"What?" He stopped from eating and looked at me. 

"Do you always do this to women who you had a one night stand with?" I curiously arched my brows. 

The corner of his lips curled up in an amused smile. "Why do you think I was used to having one night stands?" 

I pursed my lips. "I know your likes, Adam. I have cousins who are like you."

He let out a chuckle. "I don't usually invite them for breakfast but you're an exception." He licked his lower lip. His eyes…they were now looking at me with lust. He winked at me. "For someone who doesn't have much experience, you're good. So I wanted to return the favor."

I cleared my throat. "Well… I guess you're a good mentor." Damn. The more I continued to look at him, the more I remembered the details of how good he was last night. I lightly shook my head and concentrated on eating. This was only a one night stand. 

"I have to go," I said after eating breakfast. "Thanks for the breakfast. And thank you for last night."

"Your welcome, Claire." He walked me to the door of his apartment. "It was nice to meet you. I had a great time last night." He smiled… but then his face darkened when he stared at my face. "Wait…" He bit his lower lip as his eyes went to my lips. "You have something on your lips." 

"Oh." I used my finger to wipe the corner of my lips. 

"No. Not there." He grabbed my face and the next thing I knew, he claimed my lips. 

My lips parted with what he did. I suddenly felt the heat traveling my entire body. 

His lips coaxed mine and I found myself returning his kisses. His tongue entered my mouth and I couldn't help but moan. 

I pushed him back inside his apartment until we hit the wall. 

A moment earlier, I was already saying goodbye to him but now my hands were on his hair. I was suddenly intoxicated with his kisses. 

I felt like I was going insane with the different sensation that was spreading through my body. 

"Fuck. I can't get enough of you," I heard him murmur as his lips traveled to my ears. He licked the side of my ear and all I could do was to let out a delicious growl. 

My knees felt weak. 

"Hmm… I can't get enough of you, either." I said, his lips starting to move down to my neck. I arched my body when I felt his teeth gently bit the sensitive spot there. 

My body suddenly felt hot all over. What was this man doing to me? 

"You're so sweet, Claire…" I shivered when I felt his hot breath on my skin. I shut my eyes. I felt like getting tickled with every kiss and bite Adam was doing on my body. 

"Oh, God. Please don't stop." I whimpered. From his hair, my hand moved to his body. I pressed both of my hands on his chest. God. I wanted him. 

"Can you feel it?" Adam pressed his hard body on mine. I felt the bulging of his maleness on my stomach. It was hard and huge. Something warm and hot traveled my whole body. 

I opened my eyes. I was welcomed by Adam's dark orbs. Those deep eyes of his… they were deep and full of burning lust. 

"We're sexually attracted to each other, baby," he sexily whispered against my lips. He dipped his tongue in my half opened lips and licked them, as if tempting me. 

And I couldn't hold on to his little temptation so I grabbed his shoulders and kissed him hungrily. 

He was right. I was attracted to him. Physically. I want him all over me. Like last night. I want to feel his skin. I want his touch. I want his kisses. I think I'd go crazy if I couldn't have him inside me again. 

"What do you plan to do this weekend?" His lips moved down to my neck. Tasting me. Licking me. 

One of his hands was already cupping my breast over my dress. His thumb was making circles right on top of my nipple. "I…" I wanted to say I'd be working but then I stopped myself. "I don't know." I let out a delicious growl. 

"Spend your weekend with me," he breathed on the hollow of neck. "I'm going to the beach today. Come with me?" 

My lips parted. My breath labored when

his other hand went inside my dress, caressing my bare skin. I felt a tingling sensation in between my thighs. 

Despite the burning heat consuming my whole being, I tried to remember his question. 

"This was… supposed to be… a one night stand only." I moaned loudly when his finger entered my panties. "Please…"

"Then let's make it a three night stand."