Chapter 14 Too Close For Comfort 2

• We reached our rooms by midnight. Lara was horribly drunk. She was pushing her weight on Edward, mumbling something incoherent in her breath. We made her lay in her room, pulling a blanket over her.
• Minutes later, we were in our room. I had to change but I didn't get much decent spare clothes to wear so I borrowed some of Edward's. As I was changing, I heard my phone ringing.
• I escaped the bathroom to pick up the call. Edward was speaking to someone on his own phone. He looked up and stared at me for some time before going back into speaking in his call. I picked up my own phone. It was Mia.
• “Emi! I need your help!”
• I chuckled. “Hello to you too, honey. What do you want?”
• “How do I nurse a guy?!” her voice was frantic as she spoke those words.
• I raised an eyebrow. "Why do you ask? Who are you nursing? Spill the beans before I cut your-"
• "I am nursing Jake. He is having a fever,” Mia responded quickly.
• "Oh. Is he ok-"
• "He isn’t. Tell me fast,” she said, her breath erratic as if she had run a mile. “His fever is invariably high. I think he got the flu: his nose Is stuffed and he had been sneezing for hours. His forehead is burning hell, Emily I am worried sick he might die-" she shouted from the phone.
• I felt like laughing over how scared she was. "Calm down Mia. It's just flu. I wish I were there to check,” I said.
• “For starters, just put wet strips on his forehead in ten minutes interval, cover him in something warm, make him something warm to eat and don't forget to close the windows,” I explained. “Also, feed him Azithromycin or Domperidone if he vomits or something,” Mia said ‘alright’, probably writing notes.
• I hung up after assuring her that Jake would be fine. But what can I say, huh? I would probably be the same as her if it were Edward, maybe going as far as breaking something to ease up my frustration. Typical me!
• I combed my hair and pulled it up in a high ponytail, and then applied some lip gloss.
• "What are you doing?" Edward asked, from behind me. I shrieked and fell from my seat.
• "Edward, you scared the hell out of me!" I yelled, calming my beating heart down. I comprehended his question a little late.
• "I’m not doing anything specific. Why would you think that?" I said, confused.
• He cleared his throat. "Then if you think of sleeping next to me like this then have mercy on my hormones. I am just a man after all, and a man can endure only a little, Emi,” he said, pointing at my shirt before winking at me. Confused, I looked down at my attire.
• Oh. My. God.
• I had been talking in front of Edward wearing his see-through swimming shirt all this time!
• And what was even worse was that it was unbuttoned from front ones at the top of it! I could see my red bra clearly hugging my breasts, giving a nice view of my cleavage and my red underwear peeping out of my jeans. I buried myself mentally, throwing mud at my imaginable corpse.
• Damn you, Mia!
• Oh great. Now he would think I am seducing him or something.
• How humiliating!
• I quickly covered my chest with my hands, running with speed of light, grabbing nearby curtain. I dropped a vase in the process, cursing myself in my breath. I closed my eyes, putting hands on my chest.
• Take deep breaths, Emily.
• No way! How can I? I showed too much skin today! That's too much to endure in one day! I need weeks... no, months to digest it.
• I heard Edward chuckling. I peeked from the curtains to see him doubled in laughter, rolling on the floor. He stopped laughing and stared at me for some time, probably thinking about something before standing up from the floor and walking towards me. My eyes widened in surprise.
• No way! He wouldn’t do anything, right?
• Right?
• "Ed, what are you doing?" I whispered. My voice came out rather croaked.
• He didn't respond but continued to walk instead. I gripped curtains in my fingers tighter, seeing his eyes turn into a shade darker.
• "Eddie? What the heck are you doing? You are scaring me," I cried, my fingers boring nails into the curtain.
• He walked beside me, his breath tickling my face, his eyes showing unknown emotions. For the moment, I was sure he didn't come for something which he did after.
• He pulled a blanket around me, wrapping it protectively around my body till I looked like a cacoon and picked me up in his arms. My arms instinctively went to wrap around his neck, his on my thighs to hold me properly. I looked into his chest, afraid to look into his eyes for I might melt into them once again.
• But when I felt his fingers holding me tightly, I eventually looked up to look at him staring at me, his blue orbs reflecting something mischievous. Before I could even comprehend his plans, I felt myself being dumped into something wet, making my clothes all dripping.
• He threw me in a bathtub! How dare he! And here I thought he was actually-
• "Next time when you try to tease me, remember I could do much better than this," he warned. He was joking, but the evil gleam in his eyes told me otherwise.
• I gasped. The nerve of the guy!
• "Come out faster, let's have some fun before this weekend ends," he said, walking out but not before turning the hot water tap and throwing a towel at me.
• I glared at him, wailing my arms in water like fish, throwing some water at the door, as if it could harm it
• Oh just wait, Edward. You will pay for it!