Just Last Night Novels & Stories

“And what do you mean I’m ready?” I heard him chuckled before saying, “You probably forgot about last night.” Last night was the homecoming and we went to the club right after that. I could still remember everything but the rest that happened in the club, I wasn’t sure. I didn’t know what happened anymore or how I got into my room. What the hell did just happened last night? Did I sleep with Tyler again? What the fuck was going on? Slapping a palm on my forehead, I cursed myself inside my head and grimaced.

"Tell me, why did you move back to your room last night?" With coffee in my system, two slices of pizza in my belly, and bottled water mixed in between, all the events from last night were coming back to me. All the sexy plays, the pleasurable bliss, and lastly battling my feeling towards their closeness. Three more months. Oh...the fuckery...

“I can barely remember what I ordered last night, but I know I’m starving.” “I vote for pizza,” Maira responds, followed by a loud growl from her stomach. “Extra everything.” Emily grins. “I’m in. Let’s just hope the pizza gods are kinder than the tequila gods.” As I fumble for my phone, the screen lights up with messages from last night—pictures of us looking blissfully wild and free. I can’t help but smile. Despite the headache, last night was a whirlwind of laughter and excitement. I quickly scroll through until I find our favorite delivery app.

I couldn't hear anything else and my curiosity was peeked now. Last night was what? "Just be careful, man. These are pretty strong." What the hell was going on out there? I tiptoed slowly near the entrance of the kitchen, trying to hear more of their conversation. Yeah, it's wrong to eavesdrop and all but screw it. "What happened last night? You were doing fine for a while," "I just--- I don't know, man. It's all good now. Thanks for this," I heard some rustling and immediately went back to stirring my coffee. I heard the sound of the front door being shut while I continued to pretend as if I didn't hear a thing.

Not at my body. At me. And that was worse. So much worse. Because being wanted? I could handle that. Being seen? I couldn’t. But I stayed. I stayed until I realized it was already past midnight. And my phone? Dead. Perfect. “Crap,” I muttered, staring at the black screen. “Problem?” His voice was quieter now. I glanced up. “Phone’s dead.” “Do you need to go home?” Yes. Obviously. “Not really.” Why did I say that?

You didn't reply to my messages at all. "Yes... delicious," replied Aini, sounding a little cold. He even stared outside and refused to listen to Leo, who had already spoken. "Why... didn't you come last night?" asked Aini finally. This made Leo silent for a few moments; luckily, they were at a red light. He blinked a few times and faced Aini, trying to understand what she was saying.

he says looking curious. I know he was trying to come talk to me. "So I know you didn't get to eat dinner last night. And I was wondering if I could take you out for dinner tonight? I mean I know it wasn't my fault you did get sick, but I felt bad you didn't eat. Don't get me wrong that's no the only reason I want to take you out. I like you, but if you don't like me we could go as friends and..." I put my finger over his mouth to shush him. He's rambling again.

After

“Oh?” “Yes. The darkness from beyond night itself wishes bad things, don’t you know?” Ralta smiled. “Then we shall crush them and their hairy pets. This time, we will be ready and will be coming for them. I do so detest being the southbound end of a northbound female dog.” ***

Dinner with the family was interesting to say the least; Damien had meant to surprise the family and brought his girlfriend, Veronica, for Friday dinner. They had started to get serious and well let’s just say if after an explosive family dinner she didn’t run for the hills then she could be the one.