All I Want Is You

Chapter 12

Waking up felt like a chore to Evelyn her brain was awake before her body. A heavy feeling was suffocating her and yet she didn't move as she was too comfortable the blanket was smooth, silky, and soft against her legs and arms the pillow under her head was made with the same comfy fabric and so fluffy. The mattress beneath her was smooth and not lumpy unlike hers.

Realization dawns upon her as she attempts to crack an eye open only to find she can only open them to a small degree before closing them once again her head feeling like it's in a tumble dryer on an overtly long cycle. Cracking her eyes open once more she resists the urge to shut them once again.

Slowly and painfully lifting her body into a someway sitting position she sees the room dark but everything in this room was dark.

Her eyes cast around the bedroom taking in every aspect of it not being her room. The room wasn't hers, but it was better it wasn't cramped everything had a perfect placement but remembering it wasn't her room made her eyes widen in shock.

'If it's not my room, then who the hells is it?' she thought to herself frantically trying to remember the previous night, yet it was overly blurry and fragmented she remembers it was valentine's day, she was sad, something about flowed and chocolate her mother drinks and that was it everything else was blank especially the stranger's bed she was in.

Quickly she lifted the covers to see she wasn't in her original clothes she was in her underwear and what looked like a large sweater that was bunched up at her waist.

Now she was panicked as she has no reflection of the night before, did she have sex with some stranger? She hoped that wasn't the case.

Carefully and timidly, she got off the bed, her bare feet hitting cold wooden flooring her hands pulling the sweater down only to realize it looked like a dress on her

Her feet padded along the floor before hitting a soft rug then more cold flooring as she walked into the first door she came across. Bathroom checking the next she found a large closet bit stuck jackpot when she entered a hallway. Following it she entered a large living room. The quiet him of music filled the area coming from what she guessed was the kitchen.

Looking around the living room the furniture was also dark and basic yet masculine, the largest couch was what she guessed a sofa bed ad it was at the moment pulled out messy bedding covering it. Something clicked in her mind making her realize where she was, her boss's apartment

Quietly she walked towards what she guessed was the kitchen to find a back turned to her as her boss was busy over the stove.

Hearing movement he quickly flipped the pancake before turning around, he wasn't expecting her to be up this early but here she was standing before him, hair wild and untamed, clothing wrinkled, and a shocked look on her face.

"Good morning Evie, I was going to bring you some food," he said watching her as her curious gaze looked around.

She didn't notice the nickname as she saw that every blind and curtain in the apartment was shut, and the lights were dim.

"sorry" was the first word that came out of her mouth making him frown

"Sorry, for what? " He asked not knowing why she was apologizing she had a rough day and drank it away, something everyone does.

"Forgetting drunk and being a nuisance" she responded taking his give a small shake of his head

"it's alright to get drunk, nothing to be ashamed about, and honestly I'm used to it Jamie is an awful incompetent drunk" he joked making a small smile tilting her lips.

"I still feel awful about it," she said as he gestured for her to sit before turning his attention back to the food.

Sitting on the kitchen stool she took his appearance in he wasn't dressed to go out he was still in his pajamas his hair messy and in disarray, she had never seen him like this before as he was always put together apart from the one rare occasion.