My Boss's Son

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uld have some peace, it was able to make me relive the past. Everything reminded me of her. And even though I didn't want to, something or

ty's voice as soon a

smiled. "Are yo

d... I'm a bit tire

derst

approached. "She needs to l

s quite exhausted, so... I let her go." Her nervous smile could be perceived from afar

lized her small or bi

st too, son."

do that too, okay?" I said

me when I returned to Los Angeles. I just wanted to be alone when I met Betty because the goal of my night had taken a different turn. I planned to

, which gave access to the yard that was conju

se, in these last few months, I've been a little turbocharged with flash relationships, taking everything just for fun. But there's nothing wrong with that. That's what I lived before I got into something more serious, and since n

oms. The cold of the night was already painfully running through my body, making me think about retreating. As I wa

wristwatch, checking the time. It was already quite late for someone who had to w

st jumped when she saw me, but because she wasn't in her right mind, she rebelled a

I asked, even tho

..what i

are about you

care?" she lea

eling the smell of alcohol almost direc

if you've never been drunk

ohol

alcohol. I drank, but not to

ow dare you treat someone rudely...when you're worried about yourself?"

mbering when she had ever

to tell me you

she hadn't been worried about me, but rather curious a

rised by her words,

gry face, but ended up looking cute instead of irritated. "Like you told me, remember?

everyone up," I sigh

t care.

lost her balan

said as I saw

rolled and her eyelids closed. She was about to

htly tapped her cheek, try

me sleep..."

try to do something, we'd be on the floor al

I didn't know the stars smelled like strawberries..

room number?"

t to pull it...attractive eyes, face...lips, I would let myself be carried away by his charms? No. If he didn't want m

ing someone. I realized that I would have to take her to one of the upstairs rooms, since I didn't know which back room was hers a

hisper some things and ask if she could bite the "strawberr

ut it was sweet and apparently, she liked it,

eturned to my upright position, I felt her pull my arm. I thought she was go

e and I could spend the night well. Letting her sleep in my room served as an excuse for me n

*

ke it hadn't dawned yet. I got up from the couch and headed to my room. I

was to blame for it. Of the four pillows on the bed, only one remained there. The sheet was all messed up, the mattress

I snickered at

led at the memories of the night before, all the things she ha

tress cover, I tried to alleviate the mess that Alice had made on the bed. Ev

she woke up and recognized the room, she wouldn't feel guilty seeing the m

d wear after my shower and my towel, which I usually le