{Asher's POV}
Since I still don't know where she lives, I brought her home with me. I still have some morals so don't worry, I won't do anything to her. Maybe not yet. *wink*
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I unbuckled the seatbelt and carry her inside the house. She weighed like a feather. Even though she has some curves but she's still a bit skinny. I lay her down on the couch and made my way to the kitchen to grab a beer from the fridge.
Since I lived alone, I won't have to deal with people asking me about her. I just don't like people minding on my business.
I sat on the opposite side of the couch where she's lying and sips on my beer. I took a glance at her delicate features. To be frank, she's kind of pretty. "Pretty but troublesome," I muttered and smiled lightly.
I've finished my beer and at the same time, I realized that I've been staring at her for quite some time. I shook my head. "I shouldn't be starting. Better let her rest. She's gonna have one hell of a hangover later," I scoff and off to my gaming room.
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{Rylee's POV}
My head was throbbing. I can't seem to open my eyes. My eyelids felt so heavy. That drink was so strong. All I remember was taking a few shots and I passed out.
I twisted and turned my body a few times to adjust my position. This 'thing' that I am lying on right now is so comfortable and it felt so warm. Like I've been wrapped in a fluffy blanket and surrounded by fluffy clouds.
"Am I dreaming?" I thought. "But if I'm dreaming, why is it so dark?" A frown was formed on my forehead.
I heard some light steps coming my way. With my eyes still closed, I clenched my fist. My hangover was taking over me and something stupid came into my mind. "OH MY GOD! I was kidnapped,"
The steps were getting even closer now. I shut my already closed eyes even tighter. I started to get panic and my head felt heavy. My breathing was starting to become unstable. I was having a panic attack and at that moment, that strong hand suddenly grabbed me by the arms and started to shake me. I was so afraid.
I tried to push the person away when I abruptly felt a warm embrace. The same hands that were shaking me have now pulled me into a hug and telling me to calm down. His voice sounded so familiar. And his scent, oh yes his scent was so delicious. Scary delicious it's suffocating me.
I don't understand. Who is he? Aren't he's my kidnapper? Why was he hugging me? I tried to struggle but that strong hand was still hugging me firmly.
When I finally couldn't resist anymore, I gave up trying. Maybe this is how I die. Hugged till I can't breathe. I sighed. After a while, I felt kind of relaxed and my breathing was back to normal.
"Are you feeling okay now?" A husky voice asked me. While his hand still wrapped around me, I tried to open my eyes slowly.
"ARGHHHHHH," I screamed and pushed him away. I quickly cross my hands as a barricade over my breast. "What the hell are you doing?" I scoffed at him.
"Woah, chill dude. I was not gonna do anything to you. I thought you were dying when all of a sudden you were short of breath," he retorted back and move away from me.
"Still, you don't have to touch me and why the hell am I even here? Did you kidnap me?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Kidnap you? Oh please, you're not my type. If I were to kidnap somebody, I wouldn't pick bones over meat," he rolled his eyes. "You were 'out for the count' at the bar. Already unconscious and half-naked. You should be thankful that I brought you home. Who knows, you can end up in someone else's bed, NAKED!"
I gasped. I looked down at my shirt and that's when I realized that I was wearing a black hoodie instead of my mustard color top. "Well, I never asked for your help. I can take care of myself!" I massage my temple because it is starting to pound.
"What an ungrateful kid you are," he sighed. "There's water on the side table, drink it if you are feeling nauseous. Have a rest, I'll send you home if you are feeling okay already,"
"Or, you can send me back to the bar so I can get my car and drive myself home," I demanded.
"And let you get arrested or crash for drinking under the influence of alcohol? Not going to happen. Stay where you are and get some rest. End of discussion!" He muttered and left me alone in his lounge area. I have no other choice but to lay back down on the couch and let the dizziness drifting me to sleep. I hope this was just a dream.