Special Chapter: #11

Whatever dark, alcohol induced thought that had been roaming Anastasia’s mind was dashed the moment she gave Lloyd the pass code to her apartment and instead of doing anything when he arrived at her room, he simply tucked her underneath the duvet and sighed.

“You’re really a case.” He mumbled underneath his breath, but she clearly heard it, and just as he was about to turn around and leave, she caught his wrist.

“You’re leaving? You’re not gonna do anything?” She had blurted out the question before she could control her own words and in seconds, she wished for the bed to open up and swallow her.

Gosh, why had she said that?

The alcohol, yeah, it is as definitely the alcohol!

“Do you want me to stay?” Lloyd’s voice interrupted her thoughts. “Do you want me to stay, Anastasia?” He repeated when she remained silent.

Her grip around his wrist loosened and Lloyd nodded.

Of course she didn’t want him to stay. That was simply the alcohol in her system talking.

Swallowing the bitter pill, he