I slowly opened my eyes to adjust to the lightening on the room. My head was throbbing and my mind fuzzy. I have no idea what had happened to me .
I tried sitting up straighter, pain erupted through me at this action,a careless groan escaped my lips. How did I end up here.
A hand immediately checked my forehead,only to see it was Ken's.
"Hey,boss",I was surprised and shocked because my voice sounded hoarse.
"Iris...",his eyes were swollen and tired. The whole of him messed up.
"What happened to you?",I stiffled a giggle.
He stared at me unbelievably. But his expression returned to the caring one I saw earlier.
"Are you hungry?",he asked.
"Yes,my stomach is literally crying. Thanks for reminding me",I said. I just remembered how hungry I was. My body was still in pains.
"What happened?!",I asked before he could go. Honestly,I don't remember anything at all. It happens to me sometimes,though but I keep on telling myself it's good that way.
"Just rest now,okay?",he said.
I smiled. "Not until I eat"
He chuckled and left. I walked slowly to my bathroom, looking at the mirror the sight I saw was the exactly a nice one. My eyes looked sunken,face pale,my skin too. A bandage on my head and arm. My skin is also bruised quite badly.
I was in a simple gown,plain white. I don't remember having one if these,also who the hell undressed me.
My hair needed to be combed or else it will turn into World War III, battling on my head.
I sighed, taking the comb,I combed my hair until it looked presentable and tied it into a messy bun.
I saw the bathroom door opened and Kendrick stepped in. He looked worried.
"Don't I haunt your sight? I mean I look like a living corpses",I said brushing my mouth.
"Don't say that about yourself. You are very alive",he commanded.
"Okay",after getting ready,I stepped outside only to get my stomach rumble at the smell of Mac and cheese with soup.
After eating to my fullest, Kendrick for ed me to take painkillers and some other type of drug. I bath to and dressed my wounds. It better not leave a scar.
"How are you feeling?", Kendrick asked. He too bath and dressed in a white tee and black denim pants.
"Lively,now will you tell me all the fuck that happened? I don't remember a thing,crazy right?"
"Iris...",he told me everything. And the pieces of my lost memory pieced back together. So that woman was Cynthia.
"I told her she mistaken but she won't listen
and now here I am in a bed and I didn't go to work and here you are taking care of me. I hope that doesn't increase my debt"
"It is not your fault this time", he told me."i have something to take care of,rest well and don't do anything risky. Call me too when you don't feel safe",he said.
"Please come closer",I said. I had a mischievous thought in my head.
"What?",he questioned. He leaned in closer.
I wanted to give him a peck on his cheek but he tilted his head that I kissed his lips instead.
"Oh My Gosh! I meant to peck your cheek as a thank you. I didn't know ,sorry!"
He stared at me with a blank expression.
Before I could react, he captured my lips.
The kiss was immediate and consuming — warm, insistent, leaving no room for hesitation. I barely had time to inhale before his mouth moved against mine with slow, deliberate hunger. My breath caught, and when my lips parted in surprise, his tongue slipped gently against mine.
The sensation sent a rush of heat through me.
He didn't rush it. His tongue traced mine in slow, teasing strokes, deepening the kiss with a rhythm that felt both bold and intoxicating. I melted into him, answering without thinking, matching his movements, tasting him as the kiss turned richer, fuller.
His hand tightened at my waist, holding me close as our mouths moved together — lips, tongues, breath all tangled in a slow, heated exchange. Every soft glide, every lingering press made my pulse race harder.
When he finally pulled back, it wasn't far — just enough to look at me, our lips swollen, breaths uneven.
But the heat between us hadn't faded.
If anything, it had only just begun.
A call had interrupted the moment,I groaned,my lips aching,my body begging for more.
He stood up, picked the call and left.
I couldn't sleep,not after that kiss. He made me feel things. Overwhelming thoughts!