Saviour (Saviour #1)(18)
“It’s my fault” Jo says
“Jemma waited here with you while you slept and I went and met Gabriel at the place he's got for rent, while I was out Jay turned up looking for you and wanted to know why Jemma was here if I was out, she told him I had just popped out to buy more wine and he left but she wasn't sure if he believed her and that he wouldn't come back ....so she called me to warn me to pick up some wine and get my story straight. I asked Gabriel to come back with me just as back up... I didn't really give him any details other than that it would, possibly be doing you a massive favour. I thought you would sleep for the rest of the night.”
Well, that changes things... Sort of. But I'm still pissed off that he’s seen me looking such a mess…. He hasn't taken his eyes off me and his look is more one of anger than of sympathy... Which rightly or wrongly I think I prefer. Anything but sympathy right now please!
“Will someone pour me another glass of wine?”
I deliberately don't say please ... Just to let them know I'm pissed off. Childish I know but, well....I'm pissed off. I look and feel like shit and the man that just starred in my super-hot wet dream is sitting staring at me from across the table!
Jemma passes me a glass of wine and asks ... “Should you really be drinking with the pain killers and the sleeping pills you've taken?”
“Will you f*ck off and mind your own business for once, Jem?” What is wrong with me? I’m actually taking great pleasure in being a bitch....
“There’s no need for that, she's just worried about you” Gabriel pipes up...Oh so they’re all going to gang up on me are they?
I take a large swig on my wine and look at him as my head spins almost out of control, I already feel drunk or drugged I'm not sure which.... my words are slurring and I'm struggling to focus properly ...perhaps Jemma is right, pain killers, sleeping pills, alcohol, empty stomach. Not a good mix but there's no way I'm going to admit that. Staring at him, I drain my glass and continue to pour myself another.
“Lauren” I hear Jo say. I ignore her and take another big gulp of wine looking at Gabriel I ask
“What exactly are you doing here, Mr Suntanned Surfer Dude Type sex God....What was it, did you think offering me somewhere to live wasn't enough to insure you got your leg over, did you think by coming over here to do The Desperate Housewife another favour you would seal the deal?” ….Suntanned Surfer Dude Type Sex God.... Really, where the f*ck did that come from??!!
Gabriel pushes up from the table and says “Ladies...I think you’re pretty safe for the rest of the night.... At least from any MEN banging down the door... But any problems call me”
He nods in my direction
“Lauren”
“Oooh what you’re going?” I ask sarcastically. His eyes pierce mine and hold my gaze. I blink repeatedly to try and stay focused. I actually feel ridiculous, my behaviour is that of a child, I really don’t want to be horrible to him or my girls. I feel slightly or even alotly if that was such a word…out of control.
“I'm sorry about what's happened to you Lauren and I hope you feel better soon, the offer of the rental is still there, let me know, if you’re still interested, good night”
“Oh....and eat something and stop drinking, you are going to make yourself very sick and by the looks of things, you have already been through enough and I would hate to see you in any more pain”
How does he do this to me? I convince myself he's one thing and he immediately proves me wrong, leaving me confused and liking him just a little bit more....
I stand up, my head is spinning, my heart is pounding in my throat and my stomach is in knots, without really thinking too much about it first, I blurt out
“Don’t go ... Please...don't go” I hold out my hand to him. “Please... Stay with me?” I almost beg, I almost cry.
I’ve just invited a man I only met last night to stay with me, stay where, in Jo's bed? I am in no fit state for sex... Mentally or physically.... Well maybe I am ... Will he expect it?
He pauses for what seems like minutes, just staring at me with those amazing blue eyes and I know that I've hurt his feelings... and I hate myself for it, Shit, what was that little outburst all about? He steps towards me and places his hands either side of my face and surprises me by kissing me so, so gently on the mouth, despite everything I have whirring round in my head, my response is instant and my hands go straight up into his hair at the back of his neck and I force his mouth harder on mine, forgetting for a moment my nicely split lip.
“Owww” I moan ... He pulls swiftly away “Shit, sorry, sorry, did I hurt you?”
“No, no it was me, it’s my fault, you was ...it was. Don’t stop”.... What am I saying?
He looks at me, with eyes much gentler than I deserve. “Don’t be a bitch Lauren, it’s really not nice”
“I know, I’m sorry, I don’t know what that was all about, sorry”
He gives me a long kiss on my forehead and we stand for a few moments in silence, just holding onto each other.
“Err Hmmmm” Jo clears her throat as Jemma says “Take it to the bedroom perlease you two”
I turn and look at them, slurring
“Sorry for being a bitch, can he stay Jo please? We need to talk”