Chapter Five

EVELYN

Eric was just one of 'those guys.' Nothing about him stood out. I wouldn't say he was handsome, but he had a good body—and he knew it. He was my date and I felt like killing Jessica for matching me up with a guy who stared at me like he wanted to eat me up.

For some reason, I kept looking at Nolan, who seemed to be having a lot of fun with Jessica. They just couldn't keep their damn hands to themselves.

Why didn't Jessica tell me she was on a date with Nolan? Jeez! This was annoying. The most annoying part was how Nolan acted when he saw me. He literally just walked past me. One would think we had never met.

"You know, you have very pretty legs," Eric said, smiling widely at me.

"I know," I responded nonchalantly.

"You seem stiff. Let me buy a drink." He offered, drawing closer to me.

I seem stiff? What does that even mean?

"Thanks, I'll pass."

"You are in a club, why won't you drink?"

This guy sure asks the silliest question. Dumb things just kept coming out of this guy's mouth.

He held my hands in his. "Let's make a deal, count one to ten but skip the number eight. If I can make say 'eight,' I get to buy you a drink."

"Fine, I agree," I said, removing my hands from his.

I saw Nolan was looking at us. Then I returned my hands to Eric's. I wouldn't allow Nolan to see how boring my 'date' was.

Though it felt a little childish saying it, I counted from one to ten, skipping eight, of course. I didn't want to drink anything at all.

"Wow, so now I get to buy you a drink."

Was he deaf or something?

"I didn't say 'eight', that was the deal," I affirmed, wondering where Eric was going with this.

"Now you said it!"

Eric ordered for both of us. He seemed to really like drinking. He had downed five glasses before I had one. Even the one glass I had, made me quite nauseous. While I loved red wine, I always did well not to take anything stronger except for today.

Whatever the waiter mixed for us was way stronger than red wine.

"Excuse me. I will be in the ladies' room," I said, leaving Eric, who was already drunk.

The guy had no personality whatsoever. I doubted if there could be a worse date.

I poured some water on my face in the restroom and cursed myself for going with Jessica. But, at least, she was out there dancing and having fun.

Coming out of the bathroom, I made up my mind that I was going home. This wasn't what a fun night felt like. I wanted to tell Jessica I was going, but she was too busy rocking Nolan. I watched them for a while. They kept dancing in the most seductive manner. I wasn't sure how that made me feel, though.

"I'm leaving. It was a great night!" I said to Eric, hoping I landed my sarcasm right.

"We aren't done, are we?" Eric mumbled, holding me a little too tight on my wrist.

"Let go of me, you dickhead."

He said something, I couldn't really make sense of anything he said. I was really bothered. All I wanted was him leaving me alone.

He pulled me closer to him, trying to forcefully kiss me. I tried to get his hands off me, but drunk or not, he was way stronger than me.

Now was the time to scream since everyone was too busy dancing their asses off.

"Let go of the lady," Nolan warned as he stepped in between Eric and I.

Let go of the lady? This was the kind of thing he loved. Save a damsel in distress, what a 'gentleman'!

I rolled my eyes at him. "I didn't ask for your help, now go back to dancing like a tadpole."

"You didn't have to. You should see how scared you were."

"I wasn't scared!" I retorted. "In fact, I'm going with Eric, and there's nothing you can do about it."

"You can't be serious!" Nolan exclaimed. "Can't you see he's dead drunk?"

"You heard the lady, he—she has s-spoken." Eric voiced, his words slurred and unclear, making him look a little more silly than he initially appeared to me.

"There's no way I'm letting you go with him," Nolan affirmed.

Eric immediately began to yell curses at Nolan and called him all sorts of names. And then he stormed out of the club.

"He's always that way. In the morning, we will be 'friends' again." Nolan said, making air quotes on the word 'friends.' "It seems you drank something too strong for you."

"Too strong for me? You think I can't handle a couple of drinks?"

I walked up to the counter, got another glass, and downed in at once—in the presence of Nolan.

Well, let's say that wasn't the smartest act. I became even more dizzy and nauseous. I can't really say what happened after that, but I have a good guess. I fell unconscious.

The next time I opened my eyes, it was morning, and I was on a very big bed in a room I had never been in. The color and brightness of the room seemed perfect and everything in the room was expensive. Everything!

Why was I here? Whose room was it? Whose house was this?

Some of those questions were answered the moment Nolan walked out of the bathroom with a towel hung loosely on his waist. Droplets of water traveled down his wide chest, slowly dripping down the V-line. His usual neat hair was wet and messy. Heat rose through my cheeks as I looked at his statuette body. Why did he have to have a great body too? And what's with that devilish smirk on his face?

"Sleeping beauty, so you are finally awake?"

It took me a few minutes to stop feasting my eyes on his body and gather myself, but I came to my senses when I realized all my clothes were gone. "Nolan, why am I here? How did I get here? Why am I in my—why am I in my underwear?" I let out, shooting questions at him, yet scared of the answers I could get.

"What do you think? You were wasted, so I brought you here since it was really late." He shot a smile at me. "Then we did it."

"We did what?"

Nolan shrugged. "What else? We had sex. It wasn't too bad, though."

"We had what?" I asked, waiting for him to say he was kidding. "You can't be serious."

Nolan ignored me and began going about his business.

How could this happen? This definitely wasn't what I pictured when I thought about having sex for the first time. Hell, I didn't even remember a thing. I must have been so wasted.

Slowly, I slipped in my clothes, and then I went to Nolan. I held him by the neck, looking at him directly.

"How could you do this to me? I am—was a virgin, you monster." I yelled at him.

Nolan seemed a little surprised when I mentioned I was a virgin.

"Hmmm. That explains why you clearly didn't know what you were doing."

Tears filled my eyes, and I was about to break into a sob. I ran out of the room, then down the stairs, and then out of the house. I didn't know where I was, but that didn't mean much. I would find my way home.

What really hurt was that I had just had sex with someone I wasn't even dating. And it was my first time!