Chapter Forty - Hangover

Hailey's POV

Casual chatter a great dinner and excellent wine, I smiled at the thought, pouring myself another glass of wine.

"Go easy girl" Basil chuckles with his eyes on my full glass. Raising a toast to him, I drank a mouthful, wincing at the dryness yet enjoying the burning sensation.

During dinner my mind kept going back to the conversation I overheard between Adian and Basil. What would benefit Adana and I? Who needs a DNA test? Getting Adian back with Kristin and finding out about my parents deaths, because I remember in my dreams my mom dying, but how did my father die?

Frustrated I drank the wine in one gulp reaching for the bottle, refilling my glass, standing up.

"Goodnight" I said softly, hustling out of the kitchen.

"What happened now" I heard Adian ask as I walked away, running up the steps with the glass in my hand..

I got to my room, with tears in my eyes. When will I get closure? How can I let go of my past?

I dug my dreams book out, reading and rereading my notes, but still can't find an answer. Just more question.

Sitting on the rug in front of my bed, sipping my wine as the questions in my head frustrated me. Leaning back my head on the bed, tears started flowing.

I allowed my weakness to take over this evening. All the strength I gained over the years disappeared in one night.

Sobbing, hating myself, hating my life, hating my parents who should have taken me with them. All the money they left me doesn't bring me happiness.

I didn't hear the door open or realize that I wasn't alone until I felt a unfamiliar arm around me, caressing my arm as I sobbed.

Unable to stop myself, I continue sobbing until I felt drained finally falling asleep to meet my demons once again.

Opening my eyes, hurt so much. Wincing with the throbbing pain in my head. God what happened last night? Groaning I forced my eyes to open, blinking is a good way to start.

I need water for my dry throat. Gosh this feels like a hangover, something I haven't felt since college. Sitting up, before falling back flat on the bed, closing my eyes again, as I held my head.

WATER! Throwing my feet one at a time on the ground, trying to get of the bed. I need water.

"Need some help?" I heard a voice that I recognized but why would he be in my room.

Sitting up slowly, I off balance with a foot on the floor and ended up falling of the bed.

I head the voice chuckling as it came closer. God, what did I drink last night? Using the back of the bed for support I tried standing again and did much better because I ended up sitting on the bed.

Happy that I didn't need help I smiled. Taking a deep breath, I turned to see Adian standing near with a bottle water in his hand.

I reached out a hand for it, taking it out of Adian's hand, thankful that it was already opened.

Putting it to my lips, I started drinking and didn't stop until the bottle was empty. Satisfied, I turned to Adian again, "thank you" I said croaking.

Throwing myself backwards on the bed flinging my arms open with closed eyes. I feel awful, I sound awful, causing me wonder how I smelt.

"Need help to the bathroom?"Adian asks softy

Nodding, I felt myself being lifted of the bed, as I started walking towards the bathroom, " do I smell awful too?" I ask stupidly

"No" Adian says chuckling.

I need to get a grip of myself. "what time is it?" I turned to ask Adian.

"And what happened" I continued to question him.

As he helped me too the door, "its four thirty" he said

Spinning around I almost fell but I ended up in Adian's arms instead, my head on his strong muscular chest, that I felt under me

Darn it!

Steadying myself, feeling more stupid by the seconds. "One more stupid question" I notified Adian. "is it four thirty in the morning or the evening?" I asked with my head still resting on his chest.

This feels so right and comfortable. I closed my eyes again, to feel his chest rise and fall rapidly as he laughs softly.

He is my husband, I have every right to be here in his arms. Slowly lifting my eyes to see him looking down at me with a strange expression in his eyes as his laughter subsides.

Lost in each other, Adian and I stood in front of my bathroom door. Bending his head lower, I anticipated my first kiss ever, but I was disappointed, "I won't take advantage of you" he whispers, kissing me on the head.

Smiling. I moved away, as he held my hands making sure that I was steady.

With a grin, I stood proudly in front of him, "I'm good, thanks" I said.

"Meet me in the kitchen when you're done" he says as I close the door.

Taking my toothbrush out, ready to started with my regular bathroom run.

When I was done showering I felt better except for the pounding headache. Going through my clothes that was still in my luggage, I pulled on a long oversize PJ, folding the sleeves to my wrist with the pants dropping on my hip. I trot lightly down the stairs barefoot, stopping just before the kitchen entrance.

Suddenly I felt shy. I can't afford to be awkward around Adian.

Why was he in my room? Does he really care about me?

Deciding to act normal even with my heart pounding harder, the closer I got to the man in the kitchen, my husband. Adian was behind the stove, with two cups in his hands.

Turning to face me with a friendly smile. That's a start, I thought.