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Four

The distant sound of a clock ticking, steady and precise drew closer until it roused me from my sleep but my eyes were still latched. My duvet seemed warmer than usual and my air-conditioning flattered my face with its cold licks.

Smiling, my eyes fluttered open and I parted my lips to yawn, stretching my hands over my head. My smile disappeared when I felt a bastard headache making its way up my head.

Blinking a few times, my vision was still hazy so I turned to the other side of the bed and got the biggest shock of my life when I made the shape of an even bigger human lying beside me with his back turned against me.

What the actual heck?!

I swiftly cleaned my eyes with the back of my palms and widened them only for my heart to skip at the reality beside me.

"Oh, no," whispered me, gripping the sides of the blanket and pushing it up to glance at my body.

My muscles tensed, why was I naked?

I dropped the covers, scanning the room only to notice it wasn't mine. The walls matched the color of his light-gray bedspread.

His room was dimly lit by a little light box situated by the corner of the room.

I heaved the duvet from my chest and tossed a questioning gaze to his body under the duvet and met his naked butt cheeks–I dropped the duvet and squeezed my eyes, feeling heat crawl up my cheeks. 

Did we have sex?

I tried to remember but the throbbing pain in my head discouraged me from straining my brain.

I raised the duvet again and my eyes traveled down his naked buttocks, which mirrored that of a sculpture. I gulped; my heart picked its pace when the urge to squeeze one of his butt cheeks filled me.

'Get a grip of yourself!' My subconscious reprimanded me.

He groaned and juddered under the duvet as if he was having a nightmare, saying, "Lola, why?"

I flinched and drew the duvet to cover my head. He turned and laid on his back. His heavy breathing steadied and I carefully poked my head from under the duvet.

My eyes enlarged when I saw his erect cock, pushing the duvet up and standing like the Eiffel tower. I palmed my mouth and took a peek under the duvet.

I could swear I salivated at the meaty sight of his cock. My privates pulsated and a memory of his long cock sliding into the wet walls of my punani flashed in my head.

The urge to climb and ride him like a horse surged through me but I shook my head, dispelling those thoughts. How could I be thinking about that now?

I sneaked off the bed and glanced around for my dress but didn't see it. Frustrated, I picked a red T-shirt and nude sweat pants which were sitting in a basket of spruced-up clothes.

After quietly wearing what I supposed belonged to him, I grabbed my bag from the table and made it for the door. I twisted the doorknob and pulled it open.

It made a creaking sound, causing me to wince silently.

"Vanessa?" His groggy voice called out to me.

I juddered but didn't halt in my tracks. I slammed his door shut and ran into his coffee-brown hallway with my heart in my throat, unaware of where I was going.

I dashed past paintings and flower vases; everything about his house screamed rich and squeaky clean.

Throwing a glance over my shoulder, I bumped into something. My heart skipped a beat-scratch that, my heart skipped numerous beats and I almost blacked out from the shock.

"Good morning, ma'am. May I know who you are?" A tiny voice, which sounded angelic tugged on the strings of my attention, and involuntarily, my head tilted down.

My heart melted when I met soft and doleful eyes which were knitted with the gray seams of innocence, similar to the ones Cole had.

"Have you seen my daddy?" She inquired, peeking up at me from her thick and black lashes.

I swallowed hard, still in shock with my tongue glued to the roof of my mouth.

"He didn't come home last night." Her voice shook and her bold eyes watered as she scratched her already scattered Raven hair. "I want my daddy."

Tears cascaded down her cheeks and I took deep breaths, squatting to cup her face. "Hey, no... Your-your daddy is asleep, he had returned late from work last night."

"How do you know that?" Her chest heaved as she gripped a stuffed doc McStuffins toy to her chest.

"Firstly, y-you have to tell me where the way out is." I stuttered, unsure of what else to say and buying time to wrack my aching head. She pointed to the left and I nodded, answering her question, "Because he sent me to you."

Her eyes lit up.

"He asked me to uhm, give you a great big hug and a butterfly kiss." I lied and it seemed to be working because she wiped her face and her eyes glimmered with delight.

"What's a butterfly kiss?" She questioned, sniffling with a cute button nose.

"It's-"

"Snow?" Cole's voice cut me short and the kid craned her neck to look over my head.

"Daddy!" She screamed and dashed off to him.

Okay, that was my cue to run. Immediately, I stood and ran in the direction she had pointed earlier without looking back.

****

It had been two weeks since the incident and I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that I fucked a stranger.

Memories of that night kept haunting me and I couldn't stop thinking about Cole and his sweet lips. His tongue too.

"Gosh," I muttered.

"Is everything okay, ma'am?"

I snapped my eyes open and met the inquisitive eyes of the cab driver through the rearview mirror.

"Yes." I flashed a small smile at him and he nodded, focusing on the road.

I unlocked my phone and resumed stalking Cole on I*******m. He was handsome, no doubt, and who would have thought he was a hot dad to a cute little angel?

"We're here." The driver announced and I stepped out of his car after paying him off.

I applied for a job at Trenton's Inc two weeks ago and was invited for an interview.

I made my way into the huge building and was greeted by a secretary after alighting the elevator on the second floor.

"Are you Miss Vanessa?" The secretary asked and I nodded, offering a smile. "Follow me."

I trailed behind her and stopped when she did to push open a door.

"Here the applicant is, sir." She stepped out of the way and my jaw grazed the floor when I saw who the man behind the desk was.

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