Take a Breath(14)

I smile mentally patting my back. “So I can forfeit these last two shots then?”

He shakes his head, “Oh no, I never said that. You used my grandmother as a way of answering my question. Drink.”

It didn’t surprise me that he took this stance. I didn’t care, I was enjoying myself too much to argue anymore, plus the shots were going down a treat. I quickly downed the two I had left and wiped my mouth.

“Now, I still have four left so you better make the next question a good one.”

I sit for a while contemplating my next move. My head is becoming very fuzzy now so my thought process is slower than normal.

“I think I’ve found one. What is your favourite household chore?”

Hopefully I have finally got him now as you can’t get more boring than any household chore.

“Well, I am partial to a bit of dusting. I like to get the feather duster out and dust all the cabinets and photos when no one’s in.”

I laugh so hard I nearly fall off my chair.

“Steady there, Ana. I don’t know what’s so funny.”

I look up at his 6’3” frame, his solid chest and the stance that makes Jake all man in every sense of the word, and I almost pee myself laughing.

“You with a little apron on going around with your little feather duster, this I would have to see.” I think I’m going to die of a heart attack.

“I never said I wore an apron. I might just do that next time though.”

The hysterics get louder as I realise I’m feeling a little drunk now.

“I take it that you quite like that answer which means I win.”

I nod my head. “I think having me almost wet myself laughing proves that point. Let’s not forget that I’ve drank all my five and you still have four left.”

I pick up one more of his shots and down it. “There, that should help you out a bit,” I giggle.

“Are you saying I’m a lightweight?” he asks, amused.

“No, of course not, Jake. Never,” I say sarcastically.

This prompts Jake to pick up the remaining three shots, downing them one by one. I clap my hands. “Way to go lightweight!” I shout.

I pull my finger up in the air and wiggle it at him. I stare at it for a moment and I don’t know why, but I decide to bring my finger to my nose. Jake laughs at me as I must look comical going cross-eyed.

“Jake, I can’t find my finger. It’s gone. First it was there right in front of me and now it’s disappeared,” I say, giggling.

He comes around the bar and grabs my finger pulling me out of my stare.

“Oh there it is!” I shout.

He wraps my arm around his shoulder and hoists me up.

“I think we have had enough to drink now, don’t you?”

I try to nod but it seems to be more difficult than normal.

“You saw me nakeeeeeeed.” I giggle into his chest and breathe in his beautiful scent.

“Yes I did,” he answered.

I start to blow raspberries into his chest and giggling like an idiot, he somehow manages to haul me up the stairs. I grab his nose and wiggle it.

“You’re so cute, Mr Bennett you know that? Your lips look so soft and kissable.”

He sets me down on the bed and pulls my feet over to slide them under the covers.

“You really have had too much.”

He makes sure I’m settled before moving to leave. “Don’t go, please,” I whisper.

He stops in his tracks and swings round.

“Hold me for a bit just until I fall asleep. Please.”

He stands there hesitating for a few moments but I soon feel the weight of his body pressed against mine. He’s careful not to get under the covers but he brings me to his chest and again I breathe in his sweet scent. I sigh contently.

“You know what my favourite thing is in the whole wide world?” I ask, thinking I’m in a dream all of a sudden.

“What’s that?” he replies.

I wiggle my nose on his chest snuggling into him as much as I can. I want to savour this moment as much as possible.

“You, Jake. You’re my favourite thing.”





Chapter 7





I wake up with my head banging, unable to remember how I got to bed. I look towards the window and curse the sun for shining so brightly through my window. I glance at the clock on my bedside and notice a glass of water and a note propped up against it.

‘Drink me,’ it read.

I looked down and saw a couple of tablets sitting by the glass of water and another note underneath it saying ‘Swallow me.’

I smile despite myself as I wonder how wonderful it would be to swallow him up in every which way. I look down at myself as I wonder whether I’m wearing a blue and white dress just like Alice did in Wonderland. Had I ventured into the land of fairy tales since last night?