The Hot Stranger

CHAPTER 2

(Stacy's POV) 

The shrill vibration of my phone got my eyes opening a bit. Everything still seemed different, I opened my eyes in awe as the events of last night slowly crawled into my head. 

I turned to the other side but no one was lying there with me, not even a sign of life was felt in the room apart from mine. 

I took up my phone as it won't stop vibrating and without a second thought I threw it down. 

"What does he want?" I said still in a drunken state.

My head ached and I knew I needed a warm bath to calm myself. With my body feeling so heavy I managed to drag myself into the bathroom for a bath. 

"Just a second please" I replied to the person on the other side of the door. 

"Breakfast ma" she said in a most polite way

From her voice, I could decipher her looks. If my guess was correct, she would probably look so young and beautiful. Perhaps in her early twenties.

My hand gripped the door knob, and I gently opened the door. Just as I had guessed, she looked breath taking and young. 

I smiled. "Thanks, but I was getting ready to leave." I said softly.

"The room was reserved for a week ma." she replied, her tone calm.

"Oh, okay. Okay then. Thanks" I stuttered, letting her in.

"You're welcome ma'am" she said before leaving. 

I walked back into the room, my headache returning as my head became an arena for different thoughts again. I took up the tray, inhaling deeply. 

I dropped the tray and turned to the money lying on the desk. 

No way. 

Did he pay me for last night? My temper flared as I stared at the money. He didn't think I'm a whore,did he? 

My gaze ran through the room in search of anything I could use to reach him and return his money. But then he paid for a whole week, why?

Just immediately the events of yesterday flashed back again and I hated both the guy who had left me here with few dollars thinking I was some cheap call girl and myself.

I let out a sly hiss as I began to dress myself to leave the hotel back home. 

"Gosh!" I screamed a little a sharp pain coursed down my spins.

I had left my car back at the club and I didn't even know my way back to it. 

I hurriedly ate breakfast, picked my purse, folding the money into it and left the hotel in search of my car. 

 *****

"I can't find my car" I said to the receiver at the other end of the call. 

I nodded as I waited for him to show up, my colleague from work: Jaden.

My fingernails tapped rhythmically on the screen of my phone, I was totally restless. 

Jaden finally showed up and a long sigh of relief escaped my lips. We went in search of my car and having conversations about the company and the new boss the search wasn't a hard one. 

"There it is!" I screamed for joy as I saw it lying waiting for it's owner. 

The moment Jaden halted the car, I jumped out and rushed to it. Thanking Jaden I drove back home. 

"You must be kidding me" my temper flared as I looked up and saw Dre standing right in front of my door. 

"Babe. Where?" 

"Shhh" I raised a finger up as a sign I didn't want to hear anything else.

"Can we talk?" He said firmly.

"You need to leave" I said, my voice cracking. 

My hand ran in my purse searching for my keys waiting for him to leave. 

"I do not want to see you again. Please" I said twisting the door knob

"We are getting married Stacy" his voice dropping in a manner to get me pissed

Such guts he's got to think I would still walk down the aisle with him after yesterday. 

"Leave" I said dragging my bag into the room. 

"Let's talk about this please" he pleaded his hands slipping out of his pockets

My emotions piqued and it felt my eyes would rain tears. I banged the door at his face and stood behind it letting tears flow. 

Everything with him was perfect, I had dreamt of a long lasting marriage with him. The events of yesterday would never leave no matter how hard I tried. 

Almost immediately the thought of the guy last night crept into my head again and I took out the cash he had dropped earlier. More hatred built up towards men. 

Thrice I have been hurt by 3 different men and that was it, I was never trusting any man anymore. 

I slumped into my bed and the thoughts of last night wouldn't leave my head. All because of Dre, I had a one night stand. Something I stood against with everything in me. And to think I was left with money after that.

'Fuck!" I whined as I cuddled my pillow

It was a good experience having such huge body pressed against mine though. But it was a one night stand and we were never ever going to meet again. 

"He was good though" I muttered and buried my face in the pillow disappointed in myself that I was still head over hills about him. 

And about the reservation at the hotel. Why did he do that? Was he intending to return back there to meet me? Was I wrong to have left the room even with the reservation for a week? 

"Maybe I should go back there" I said as I sat up having a finger nail in between my teeth

 My eyes rolled in frustration and I regretted leaving without waiting. I should have waited for him. 

The vibration of my phone abruptly stopped my thoughts. I took it up, it was Maggie, my best friend.

"Girl, I heard what happened. Are you okay?" Her voice blared over the phone.

"Never been better" I lied and my body got clothed in goosebumps. 

"Do you need me to come over?" she asked 

For a second I thought of having her around but no I would rather be alone. I knew I wanted her away but I found myself inviting her over. 

"Yes I do. I need to tell you something" I said into the phone and the call ended without a word from her.