Chase The Butterflies by Monica James

Author:Monica James [James, Monica]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-18T16:00:00+00:00

I wake the next morning feeling like someone other than me. I don’t know how many hours I’ve slept, but regardless, I slept…straight through. Not a single nightmare plagued my slumber. Nor did I wake up in a cold sweat.

Stretching, I crack open one eye, freezing suddenly when my impaired vision reveals I’m in a foreign room. The walls are painted an eggshell white, accenting the beige and brown tones. Snapping my head from left to right, both eyes are now open as I observe the simple, yet stylishly furnished room.

Where the hell am I?

“Morning.”

I shoot up in bed, pressing the sheet to my thumping chest. Jude stands in the doorway, sheepishly holding a cup of coffee. He’s dressed in the same T-shirt I remember seeing him in, but now he’s wearing black sweats instead of jeans. The sun filtering in from the open window reveals it’s morning. The last thing I remember was…shit.

“How’d you sleep?”

“F-fine,” I stutter, sitting up higher. Memories of what we did, what he did to my body assault my brain, and I almost gag on air.

His bare feet sound against the floorboards as he pads across the room. “I’m glad you’re awake. You were dead to the world when I got up. I had to check your pulse a couple of times to make sure you were still alive,” he jokes. The coffee smells delicious as he passes me the steaming cup.

I smile, but it’s small, afraid. Now that I’m no longer shrouded in darkness, I wonder what happens next.

Cradling the cup, I lean back against the headboard, waiting for Jude to speak. He’s standing awkwardly by the edge of the bed with his lips dipped into half a frown. “Once you’re done, I can take you home.”

It’s my turn to frown. Is he blowing me off? “Oh. Right. You probably have a million things to do.” I throw back my coffee, a pained scowl touching my cheeks as the scalding liquid burns my throat.

“No, I didn’t mean it that way,” he amends, stepping forward.

“Oh?” I say with a lisp as my tongue has third degree burns.

“I meant, you probably want to think about last night or something?” He rubs the back of his neck, expressing his discomfort.

His uncertainty makes me smirk. “No, actually, I was going to suggest I take you and Angus out for breakfast. I still owe you.” I refer to our pact of me making him dinner. Well, in this case, breakfast for all the groceries he bought.

His smile fills the room. “Okay. Sounds good. Angus is still asleep.” He pauses. “Would it be okay if I dropped you home, got Angus ready, and then came to pick you up? I don’t want to…”

“Of course,” I interject, understanding he doesn’t want to confuse him with my impromptu sleepover. “Can I use the bathroom first?”

“Of course. It’s just down the hall, last door on the left. There’s a T-shirt in the bedside dresser.”

His comment reminds me that I’m very naked.

“Thanks.” I open the drawer and reach for a faded Metallica T-shirt.

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