Page 6 of Duty Became Desire

I huffed, failing my hands as if I was some little bird trying to fly, and not succeeding. I was struggling with the blank spots in my memory, which was only increasing the rising panic.

This did not seem like me. I didn’t get drunk and black out, and I didn’t have men come to my hotel room, especially men I had serious issues with.

I mean, okay, I could give it that Alec was a good-looking guy, but let’s be real. When they think you’re a hooker, they lose all attractiveness. And to add insult to injury, it’s not like he’s been the nicest to me since that night.

Sure, maybe I didn’t help matters, but that’s all beside the point.

We did not like each other, we both knew that, so how the hell did we end up in the same bed?

In my room?

Naked?

And I’m going to go out on a crazy limb and say that we were wrapped up around each other.

“Just wake him,” I muttered, glancing over at his sleeping form. Like this, he didn’t really look like the dick I knew him to be.

“No, don’t wake him. First, get out of bed, Sky,” I told myself. With careful movements, I eased out of the bed and quietly creptover to the closet, grabbing the robe that was on the hook. It wasn’t much of a cover, but at least it made me feel better.

Not that the movement helped the pounding in my head. In fact, I almost wanted to collapse on the floor and let the damn pain do me in.

“Take some pills,” I voiced to myself, finding my purse and slipping the pill container out. I looked around the room, trying to find a bottle of water. I eyed the mini bar and groaned, relenting to that being my last resort. I twisted the cap off, downing half the bottle with the pills. “Oh, that helps.”

“Do you always talk this much?”

I glanced over at the bed, seeing that Alec had shifted to lay on his stomach, his head buried in the pillow.

“Huh?”

“My head is pounding, and I could do without all the muttering.”

“Do you know where you are?”

“My room? Except, my sheets are gray, these are white. So, a hotel room?”

“Sure, my hotel room.”

That caused him to roll his head over, peeking an eye open, but shutting it just as fast, much like I did not too long ago.

“Skylar?”

“You can’t even hide the distaste this early in the morning?”

“What the hell happened?” He groaned as he rolled over on his back, his eyes shooting wide open now. “Why am I naked? What did we do?”

“I don’t know,” I cried, honestly. I didn’t know, and this was going to bother me like crazy.

“This can’t be good,” he muttered, his hands rubbing over his face.

The sun caught the tint of gold, making it flash before me, and I felt all the color drain from my face. I knew a lot about Alec,thanks to Demi and James, and I know he wasn’t married. So why was there a band on his left hand?

My hand shook as I slowly brought it up, seeing the solid gold circular piece of jewelry on my own left hand, right on my ring finger. I covered my mouth, muffling the scream but it still caught Alec’s attention.

“We’re married,” I screamed, holding up my hand, watching as the color drained from his face.

“What the fuck did we do?” he asked, and I had no clue at this point.

Chapter five

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