I woke up with a terrible headache, I tried to stand up but it
felt like there were 200 pounds on my shoulders, I slowly grudged
over to the kitchen, starting a pot of coffee.
I sat down on a barstool and tried to remember the events of last
night. My memory was very foggy, but I knew I had kissed Sam, a
woman could never forget about a kiss with him. I remember how I
felt so weak, and I looked up and I just had to, and suprisingly
he kissed me back, but he pulled away too soon. It was like, for
those three seconds of our lips together, my mind was free of the
fogginess, everything was clear, everything was right, tingles
were shooting every which way inside me, and it was all just from
a simple kiss.
That was all I could remember from last night, but that was all I
needed to know...I wanted Sam.
The coffee was ready, so I got out a mug and poured myself a cup,
sipping the warmth, and feeling it run through my weak body,
making me feel a bit more alive. I still had on my sweatpants and
a my night-shirt, and my hair was up in a crazy bun on the top of
my head, I examined the bags under my eyes, and sighed in
disgust, putting some foundation on my face. I sipped some
more coffee as I heard a knock at my door.
Great, Sam was going to see me at my absolute worst. I trudged
over to the door slowly and opened it peeking out to look at Sam,
who was already showered and ready for the day to begin.
"Hey" he said looking down at me.
"Hi, You can come in if you want" I said opening the
door and gesturing to the couch.
"Thanks" he said taking a seat.
"I'll get you a cup of coffee" I said heading to
the nice hotel kitchen.
I came back over, sitting next to him and handing him his
" Lou, we need to talk" Sam said averting his gaze to
"Is it about last night" I said getting worried.
"Lou, you do understand that I'm not even supposed to be
in your room right now, there are strict rules and policies that
are set for my business, and I'm definately not supposed to
kiss you, it's mosly my fault but, if you want to continue
this trip, there will be no physical contact, okay?"
" Yes, I'm sorry, I was drunk, and I guess I wasn't
thinking, Let's just put it behind us" I said shyly.
" Yes, it's the past, now let's talk about right
now...Why aren't you dressed?"
"Dressed for what??" I asked confused
" For bungee jumping, It's already 12 and we are
supposed to be there at one... and Chicago's traffic is
"Oh my goodness, I forgot all about that I'm soo sorry!
I can get ready in under five minutes, just hold on." And
with that I grabbed some clothes and ran to my bathroom, I
scrubbed my face and slipped on some jeans, a t-shirt and tennis
shoes. I let down my hair, letting my curly locks cascade around
my face, I applied some light makup, and rushed out of the
"Okay, I'm ready" I said grabbing a coat.
"Woah!! 4 minutes and 32 seconds, I'm impressed!"
he said getting up off of the couch.
"You should be" I said, smiling and walking out the
door, Sam following right behind. In his presence, the hangover
suddenly went away, I wasn't tired anymore. I was a little
disappointed that Sam had to keep his distance from me, but I
knew he liked me too, and sometimes you have to break the rules
to get what you want. And that was exaclty what I was going to