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Twenty-Nine: a man can only take so much

"You wouldn't have said that if you weren't drunk, which is exactly the reason that the only thing you" He said, while pointing his fingers at me before he gets up from the bed, taking long strides towards his closet. "are going to do tonight, is sleep." But before he reaches his closet, I pull him back by his hand, my fingers intertwining with his and his skin hot against mine.

"But I don't want to sleep." I whined. "I know I know I'm drunk. Bla bla... you have a reputation Lukas...If I was Olivia you would have thrown me on the bed and fucked me senseless, drunk or not." The words escaping my mouth way too fast and realizing what I said I threw my hands in front of my mouth.

"True." Was all he said while frowning his brows at me. "But Snowflake, you're not Olivia, neither are you like any of the other girls I slept with." He shook his head, the look on his face determined as his thumb caressed my hand.

"Oh yeah that's right. Like that bitch said at least she knows what to do in bed huh... And I don't, is that it? Is that why you won't just have me?" I said crossing my arms in front of my chest.

"Bella, I don't care about that. You're not like them for a million other reasons. For one, your big mouth never disappointing me with a snappy comeback." He said after putting his hands on my waist and pecking a small kiss on my cheek. He went back to his messy closet, eagerly looking for something while I stood there in silence trying to get myself together.

My head was still spinning because of the too many shots I had, and I was starting to feel tired, my mind saying adios amigos once every two minutes. Definitely never drinking again. I take a look at the bed and realized this would be my safe haven tonight, I better get myself comfortable. I shift my hands to my back, unzipping the dress and letting it fall into a puddle at my feet. I was left standing in the middle of his room with black lacy underwear.

"What the fuck!" I heard Lukas groan behind me and when I looked over my shoulder, I saw him frozen with his eyes clenched shut. "What are you doing?" He sighed.

"I'm not sleeping in my dress, silly! What are you doing?" I said stepping out of my dress, observing the heap of clothes in his arms as he kept his eyes shut. It looked so adorable it even made me giggle.

"Trying my best not jump your bones. A man can only take so much." He growled, that last under his breath but load enough for me to hear. "I got you something to wear, you could have just changed in the bathroom." He put out his arms for me to grab the clothes.

"Just give me a sec, I'm changing right now, if you just stay like that for a minute, I think you'll survive." I giggle while making out a grey T-shirt from the pile of clothing and Mia's leggings I wore last time, which he strangely kept in his closet. He looked impatient, like he wanted to look at me getting but his willpower commanded him to keep them shut. "You can open your eyes now." I laughed, gently backhanding his chest. He slowly opened his eyes and let them wander over me from head to toe.

"Not helping my case here, you still look hot." He said before making his way to his bathroom, not looking at me again.

"What are you doing?" I said frowning my brows while crossing my arm in front of my chest again.

"Taking a cold fucking shower." He laughed before slamming the bathroom door shut, leaving me alone in the room.

"What? Why would you take a cold shower...oh oooooh. I get it." I mumbled to myself while I let my body fall back against the matrass.

The longer Lukas was in the bathroom the more the ceiling was beginning to spin. The dizziness and the spinning were getting intense and I felt myself get to a very weird place. The first stage of my drunkenness was bravery, when I drank from the bottle. The second stage was clinginess, when I couldn't keep my hand off Lukas, attacking him with kisses. The third one was foolishness, arguing about him not wanting sex with me, basically comparing myself to Olivia and of course undressing myself in front of him. Currently I was in the sickness stage, feeling the contents of my stomach swim upstream like a salmon. Crap!