{Asher's POV}
"Or, you can send me back to the bar so I can get my car and drive myself home," Rylee 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!" I muttered then left her alone in the lounge area. After saving her butt from the bar, this is how she's going to repay me? So ungrateful. I sighed and decided to continue my game.
"WOOHOO! A NEW RECORD BABY!" I shouted happily. That was some intense gaming. I looked at the time and the clock shows 6.47 pm. I should probably go and check on Rylee. She hasn't eaten anything since I brought her home.
Before I head out to the lounge area, I ordered some pepperoni pizzas for her. Well, for me as well since I am super hungry right now.
I stride through the hall while looking at my phone not noticing a small delicate body stood in front of me making me collided and stumbled upon Rylee. Thank god, I manage to put my hands behind her head before she hit her head on the hard tiled floor.
"OUCH!" She yelp. I fell on top of her. My face was only inches away from hers. I could feel her heart beating fast and so does mine. Her face was turning red as she blushed and shoved me to the side.
"Sorry, didn't see you there," I sneered and kind of blushed a little, settling my hand at the back of my neck as I sit upright.
She swiveled away from me, trying to hide her cute face that's probably turning into a ripe tomato now. She didn't say anything but stood up from where we were sitting down. I followed her action.
"You okay?" I raised a question and she just nods without looking at me while I talked. I felt kind of awkward since she's facing away, and I don't know how she really felt. "I-I ordered us some pizzas. I figured you might be hungry. I'll send you back after we eat," I stuttered slightly.
We both sat quietly on the couch while waiting for the pizza to be delivered. I took a few glances at her. She massages her temple slowly. I could tell she still has some hangover going on so I stood up and head to the kitchen and make her some hot ginger lemon tea. I reckon that it might help cure her hangover a little.
"Drink this," I hand out the tea to Rylee. "It might cure your hangover," She took it carefully from my hand and sips slowly.
DING...DONG! The sound of my doorbell rang.
"That must be our dinner," I muttered and slightly smiled as I make my way to the door.
I paid for 3 boxes the pizzas with a total of thirty-three dollars. I took them to the lounge area and put them on the table. I opened the box. "Help yourself out," I muttered as I took a slice and shove it into my mouth. She just smiles and took a slice, munching on it slowly.
I steal a few glances at Rylee from time to time. We ate in silence. It was kind of weird. She never says anything after we bumped with each other a while ago. I recall correctly, that she was kind of talkative earlier this afternoon. "What happened to her? Did she hit her head that bad? I swore I put my hands on her head when we fell," I whispered lowly. I am so confused but I just brushed it off my head.
It was almost 8 pm when we finally decided that we are full. There were a few more slices on the box. Rylee packed up all the leftover pizzas in one box. Then, proceed to pick up a few small chunks of change pizza crust that have fallen into the floor.
Since this is my house and Rylee was my guess, she wasn't supposed to clean up after the mess. "It's okay, you can just sit tight. I will clean it up," I crouched down to help her. Our hands lightly brushed together and she flinched a little, making her take a step back.
She blushed, slowly getting up from the floor and sit back on the couch without making any eye contact with me.
I just shake my head and finish up picking the crumbs from the floor. Threw the empty box in the bin and wash my hands on the sink. "Let me take a quick shower first and then I'll send you back," I muttered and she just nods.
After a shower, I washed my face, brushed my teeth, change into a pair of clean clothes, and head to the lounge area where Rylee was waiting for me.
When I arrived, Rylee was nowhere to be found. "Did she left?" I mumbled but then I heard some noise coming from the back of the house, just near my patio.
I went to the back to investigate the sound. I was welcomed by the most unappealing sight. There she was, squatting on the ground and vomiting everything she just ate. I swear I almost gag.
I grabbed a bottle of water and ran to her side to pulled her hair back to avoid any residues from sticking to it.
"You were fine a few minutes ago. Did the alcohol somehow manage to tickle your intestine after eating some tasty pizzas?" I teased her while letting out a small chuckle.
She turned her head to face me with a few remnants of pizza bits stuck on the tip of her lips.
"I was joking," I muttered handing her the water bottle. "Wash your face and drink some of the water."
She did not say anything. She used some of the water to wash her face and gargled a few times before spitting it out. Then she chugged the rest of it down her throat before she stood up.
Her legs were probably still wobbling so I held her hands and help her back inside the house. At first, she was a bit hesitant to take my hand but eventually, she gave up and just let me help her. I brought her to the kitchen and let her sit down.
"Looks like you're gonna stay here again. I will not be sending you home tonight. You are still kind of drunk, you can even stand properly," I groaned.
Since she just puked everything, she must have felt weak and hungry. Not to mention, she stinks too.
Without getting her consent, I carried her bridal style and bring her to the bathroom, the one located in my bedroom. To my surprise, she doesn't even try to resist. She wrapped her hands around my neck.
I sat her down on the stool inside the bathroom and let her lean against the shower glass.
I took out a new toothbrush from the drawer and put a small amount of toothpaste on it. "Open your mouth," I retorted and she opened her mouth slowly.
I help her brushed her teeth and wiped out some of the vomits residues on her face, neck, and hair that she missed. By now, she's already sleeping. Then I carefully take my hoodie off of her and took her jeans off. I was struggling a bit since it's been a while since I did something like this. *wink*
To be honest, I am kind of turned on seeing her only in her underwear and as a man, I do wanna do something naughty to her but I know it's wrong since we don't have that kind of relationship.
My buddy down there was sure excited to see some skin today. It was still hard and I am feeling kind of horny. "Damn it, we are not going to do anything to her," I muttered while looking at the big bulge formed between my legs.
After cleaning her up, I carried her to my bed and grab one of my shirts. I put it on her. It was a bit loose and slightly big for her. The shirt falls just above the knee. At least it covers most of her almost naked body.
I sighed to myself. "Guess I have to sleep at the guest bedroom."
I took off my puke-covered shirt and put on some loose shorts before I tucked her in bed. Just as I tried to put the duvet on her, she half-consciously pulled my hands and I almost fall onto her. Then she whispered to my ear, "don't leave, sleep with me tonight." And once again, my buddy started to go hard.
Her hands were still clinging to my hands. I have no other option than to lay down beside her. Let's just hope my hands are in control tonight.