Leah

Rolling over I snuggled into the comfort of a very comfortable and plush bed. I inhaled the scent of a comforter allowing my body to relax from its warm smell. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

Wait a minute.

The scent.

It reminds me of something.

I took another sniff. It was warm, inviting and intriguing.Like a certain cologne I know.

I internally gasped.

This is not my bed!

My eyes shot open at the thought. I sat up in the bed and rub my groggy eyes trying to clear the overwhelming sense of sleepiness. I looked around in my surroundings and it was clear as day that I was definitely not in my room.

Whose room is this? Because it's certainly not one I'm familiar with.

I was in the center of a queen size bed that was adorned with a dark blue comforter. Sheets and pillow cases to match. The walls of the room were painted in a light gray coat, not a single poster or photo on it. Completely empty, with no sense of personalization to the room. The furniture in the room lined in black, the dresser, nightstands and desk. Books and CD's where stacked against the desk. The room was clean, well cleaner then mine.

Where the hell am I?

I quickly threw the heavy comforter off my body and slid off the bed only for my feet to touch something hard and warm.

I almost let out a scream when the person beneath my feet groaned, but it ended up stuck in the back of my throat when they spoke up.

"Watch where you're stepping." A deep husky voice said groggily.

Startled by the voice, I looked down to see who exactly it was and if I was in any immediate kind of danger. "Jace?" I said incredulously. "Where the heck am I? And why are you here?"

Jace pushed the blanket he was covering with off his body and sat up on with his hand rubbing the sleepiness out of his eyes. The same gesture I made moments ago.  His dark hair was messy, strands falling along his forehead. Definite bed head.  My eyes betrayed me and scanned his appearance. My breath hitching in my throat when I realized he was shirtless.

And wow.

His tan skin glisten beautifully from the stream of early morning sunlight that enter the room through one of the window. Every small movement he made allowed his strong muscles to flex. The outline of a hard six pack was even evident in his sitting position.

Is it getting hot in here?

"Sweetheart, if you looking at me like that I just might have to show you just why I'm desirable ." Jace said, his voice still husky from sleep. A mischievous smile on his lips.

I felt a deep blush heat my cheeks. Stupid teenage hormones. "Where am I?" I asked ignoring his comment. The glint his eyes told me he was not done with that conversation.

"My room." He stated simply looking around the near empty room.

"Wait, what? Why am I here and not in my room?" I rambled still distracted by his near nakedness. "And can you put on a shirt?"

Jace stood up a smirk still on his lips and slipped on a white shirt. He knew how much effected he had on me. "You fell asleep in the car and I didn't have your address." He started to explain. "I tried waking you up, but damn do you sleep like a log. I called your name, shook you and even pinched your cheeks and nothing." I can't deny that, I am a pretty heavy sleeper. One time Kayla threw water on me. Twice. And nothing.  "So, I had to bring to somewhere. Next best thing was my house."

"But in your bed?"  I asked incredulously once more.

"Consider yourself lucky. I could have left your ass at the front door." He said with arms crossed over his muscular chest as he leaned against the dresser.

I mentally smacked myself. Right. I should be thanking Jace for not leaving me in a dark and lonely stranded place, but instead I was giving him shit.

"You're right." I told him and his eyebrows shot up in amusement. His response cause me to shoot a glare at him. "Don't get use to hearing that."

I need to get home. I miss my bed. My shower. I could really use a steaming hot shower.

Home.

Oh shit!

"Oh my god, my mom is going to murder me!" I yelled as I jumped up from the bed looking for my phone frantically thought the comforter. I'm going to die by the hands of my mother. Damn it! Why was I cursed with the ability to sleep like I was dead?

I looked over to one of the nightstand and saw my phone and grabbed it checking the messages. I had ten from Kayla and one from my mother.

I opened the one from my mother, my heart racing unsure what I was going to read.

Mom: Kayla called and said you're spending the night at hers. I'll see you tomorrow.

What?

Why would Kayla said I spend the night at her?

I don't care, I was more than thankful for my best friend at the moment.

I clicked on her name.

I decided to call her instead of opening her messages. After two rings she answered.

"Where the hell are you!?" She yelled from the other end. "Your mom called and I had to cover for your ass! You are so damn lucky you're my best friend!"

I winced from her loud tone and Jace just looked at me with absolute amusement. He was enjoying this too much.

"I kind of fell asleep on my way home." I told her truthfully.

"Ohh." Was all she said that was followed by a moment of silence and then it clicked. "Oh my god, you're with him aren't you?!" She yelled in excitement.

It was definite that Jace could hear the shouts of my best friend through the speaker.

I winced once more. "Uh, kind of?" I said but it came out as a question.

Kayla squealed loudly on the other end. This girl is going to make me go deaf one day! "Something is definitely going on between the two of you! You need to tell me now. Is he there right now? Oh my god, Lee I know I told you to let loose, but I didn't think you let that loose!"

I wanted to smack her at that point. I looked over the Jace and see the devilish grin on his face widen his eyes trained on me. He heard what my idiot best friend said. 

And I wanted to evaporate into thin air

"Kay, it's not like that." I muttered over the phone. I was hoping she would zip her lips on it.

"Aww, babe. How can you say that?" Jace spoke up, loud enough to catch Kayla's attention. "Didn't you have fun last night?"

My eyes widen in complete and utter disbelief.

One punch wouldn't hurt, right?

What. The. Hell.

How do I cover that up now?!

The look on Jace's face said that he was enjoying my squirming too much.

"That's him!" Kayla yelled over the phone. I had to keep my phone arm length from ear cause I'm sure she close to break my eardrum. "Wow, his voice is even sexy in the morning."

I had to resist the urge to roll my eyes. Jace decided to egg it on even more adding more fuel to Kayla's fire.

"Sweetheart, where are you going?" He inched closer to me. His voice clearer for Kayla to hear. "Let's continue what we were doing last night." He said once more. I was fuming at this point so I grabbed a pillow off the bed and chucked it at his head.

Jace caught the pillow easily in his arms and let out a light chuckle. He was enjoying this too much.

"Leah Ann Tate! What happ-" Kayla started to say, but I cut her off.

"Kay!" I shouted her name. "I'll tell you later, okay? I promise, but I have to go now. Please don't kill me!" I spoke quickly and clicked the end button in lighting speed to disconnect the phone.

I breathe a sigh of relief until I caught sight of Jace out the corner of my eye. The memories of a few minutes ago came rushing back.

"What the hell, you asshole?" I gritted out grabbing another pillow off the bed and launching it towards his head. "Did you really have to do that?"

Jace dodged it effortlessly. "What?" He said innocently. "Nothing like a little early morning fun." Sending a wink my way.

"Whatever." I muttered then as if on cue I felt like my bladder was about explode. Can't catch a break this morning. "Bathroom, now." Was all I could muster up in the moment.

Jace understood the meaning behind my words and pointed to a door directly behind me and without another word I sprinted in there in record time.

After releasing my bladder, I finally caught a glance of myself in the mirror over the sink. My once perfectly curled hair was now loose and slightly messy. The eyeliner around my eyes was smudged. I noticed two red lines along my cheeks. The attempts.  And I look like this when I wake up? Fuck. Thinking much of it, I decided to wash my face clear of the makeup. I grabbed the hair tie off my wrist and place my hair on a messy bun.

I looked back into the mirror to see the red marks on my cheeks still there. I groaned. How hard did he pinch me?

I walked out the bathroom ready to give Jace a piece of my mind about leaving possible bruises only to find an empty room.

Where did he disappear to?

I walked over to what I was hoping the door that led out and luckily it was. I walked into the hall when I got a  whiff of what smelt like pancakes. Now I know. I followed the scent down the steps and into the kitchen where I saw Jace standing by the stove busying himself with something.

His back was facing me. Even with slight movements of turning what ever was in the pan caused his muscles to move at ease. As if he sensed my presence, Jace turned around with a grin on his face. "Pancakes?" He offered.

If only he knew my weakness for food.

I took a seat on one of the stools placed in front of breakfast counter. "Do you always make breakfast for the girls you bring home?" I questioned.

I was not jealous, just curious.

"Only the pretty ones." He teased sending a wink my way. He placed a pancake on the plate in front of me. It was cooked to perfection. He gestured to the syrup and butter on the counter.

A blush seeped onto my cheeks from his words. " Whatever." I grumbled. At this point I just needed a hot shower. "Do you mind taking me home?" I asked politely. He was my only means of transportation at the moment.

"No can do." He answered placing a cup of coffee in front of me.

"Why?" I asked in surprise. I mean he brought me here. The least he can do is take me home.

"Because you're gonna be spending the day with me."

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