Solicitude

Chapter Four

Where the hell am I !?

I am not at home, this isn't Christina's place either. Right now, I have a bad headache but all I care about is how I got here. I remember nothing but taking shots with Christina and the nightmares about my breakup.

I looked under the blanket... I am wearing someone else's shirt! I stood up and quickly scanned the room. I don't see my purse nor my clothes, I don't have my phone too. I'm starting to freak out then, I heard a knock on the door before someone walked in.

I went back to bed to cover myself with the duvet. I looked at the person and my jaw dropped. Holy Moses. Out of all the people, it's Alexander Peterson! Did he bring me here? Oh God, I'm in so much trouble!

He looks so casual yet very hot. He just came from the shower and he smells so freaking good! Even though I'm post-drunk, I can get drunk again from his scent. Kathleen, snap out of it! He looked at me, his blue eyes are so radiant. I probably look like a mess to him, right now.

"Good Morning, Ms. Bellisima, take these." He handed me two advils and an orange juice. I don't know what else to say. "Thank you. H-how did I... g-get here?" Get your words right, Kathleen!

"I bumped into you and you passed out on me." That's so unlikely me when have I ever passed out from being drunk? Oh, that's right, it's because I have never been drunk!

"I am so sorry, Mr. Peters-" He cut my words and said, "Please, don't be formal, Alexander will be fine." First name basis, how can this be more awkward?

"Did you undress me, Alexander?" Please say no, please.

"I didn't have much of a choice, you threw up in my car." I hope the floor opens and swallows me whole right now, I'm so embarrassed! We didn't do anything, did we?

"I'm very sorry Mr. Pe- I mean Alexander. I'll have my people fix your car." Then, he stepped closer to hand me the food tray. "It's already clean, Ms. Bellisima." Every single cell in my body is nervous because of him. What effect does he have on me?

"Call me Kathleen, Alexander. I'm really sorry, how can I make it up to you?" A smile appeared on his face. I wonder what he is thinking right now.

"Are you hungry, Kathleen? You're probably having a headache right now, maybe you should rest." Oh yeah, I forgot that I have a headache but I need to make it up to him. I can't leave with a bad impression. I still need that partnership deal.

"No, I'm fine, Alexander. A breakfast sounds good." How can I treat him if I don't even have my purse, my card, or my phone?

"Great. I've placed your clothes in the bathroom, they're washed. Maybe you want to take a shower then, I'll be downstairs. We can get breakfast after that." I nodded and he gave me a smile before heading out but before he opened the door, I called him.

"Alexander." He stopped walking and turned around. "Thank you for being there."

"My pleasure, Kathleen." Then, he left.

What the heck am I going to do?

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I took a quick shower in his room. His bathroom is like for Queen Elizabeth, it's gigantic and beautiful. Alexander seems so damn rich!

After I dressed up, I looked soberer. Since I don't have a brush, I put my hair in a messy bun. I hope he doesn't judge the way I look right now. If my mother sees the way I am, I'll be grounded for a week. But I'm not in high school anymore.

I looked for a toothbrush and didn't find any! I did the most embarrassing thing ever, I placed some toothpaste on my finger and used it as a toothbrush. I'd rather do this than have a morning drunk breath, right?