Chapter Four

                                    

                                          
Chapter Four
                          
                        
                          
I woke up looking at the same image as when I went to sleep. A starry night. Fluffy, transparent clouds floating between the stars so graceful and beautiful I thought I was dreaming. A moon so huge my cupped hands couldn't contain it.
                          
The only thing that gave it away was the soft, silken sheets beneath my back. I wasn't at the bus stop anymore--I was lying down in a room.
                          
It was slowly starting to come to me. Yes, I was in a room...in a bed....that isn't mine. What the hell happened to me last night?
                          
Oh my god. Did I...did I get abducted by aliens?
                          
There was a raspy knock coming from somewhere but it was too dark to see a door. I jumped out of bed and pressed myself up against a wall, my breathing heavy. Holy shit! I just got abducted by aliens!
                          
I began to panic. What are girls supposed to do in these types of situations? I wanted to scream, and when a crack of light peeked through the room revealing a door, I had to slip my hand over my mouth to muffle it.
                          
"What are you doing?" Hey, I know that voice. What the hell's going on here?
                          
"Kingsley?" I asked, a little flustered and extremely embarrassed. I would rather have been taken away by some kind of alien than know I was taken by Kingsley. How anti-climactic.
                          
"Yeah," he acknowledged, opening the door even wider and stepping through. "What are you doing Jesse?" he repeated. I noticed he had a tray in his hands full of breakfast food. My mouth watered like a spring. How can I be this hungry after everything I ate last night?
                          
Which reminded me. Last night I made a complete ass out of myself. Natty will never let me forget it.
                          
"What am I doing?" I ask incredulously. I really can't believe this guy. "What are you doing? You freakin' kidnapped me, you asshole! Who knows what you did to me when I was sleeping!"
                          
I crossed my arms over my chest, feeling violated just by the look in his eyes. Those cruel, heartless, beautiful eyes. It's a shame such a good-looking man is ruined by a cold personality.
                          
"You fell asleep on a bus stop," he said blatantly, setting the tray down on a night stand I didn't know existed. All I can say is thank god that I didn't trip over it. I've had enough accidents in the last month to last me a lifetime.
                          
"So what, a girl can't sleep on a bus stop if she wants to?" I stuck out a leg to better support myself and hit my toe on the corner of the night stand. Damn, I knew it was bound to happen.
                          
"Shit!" I cursed loudly, grabbing my toe in my hand and rubbing it soothingly.
                          
"Here, sit down," He sighed, sitting on the bed and patting the space next to him. At first I looked at him like he lost it, but thought twice about it and sat down. Not that I was really listening to what he told me--I could care less about what he says--but if I stand up for a second longer who knows what might happen? I might bring the house down, and not with my awesome dancing skills.
                          
Kingsley reached for my foot and bless me I didn't stop him. My shoes and socks were gone, I noticed, and in the little bit of light that peeked through the l door I could see that I stubbed my toe good. It was all red and starting to swell, a long piece of skin was scraped off and now the whitish area threatened to bleed.
                          
Perfect.
                          
"I'll be right back okay? Gonna go get some band aids and alcohol pads."
                          
I watched him leave, observing his very nice back side and tan, lean muscles under his t-shirt and black jeans, then mentally kicked my ass. What the hell am I doing checking out the enemy?