One Wild Night

Bryan had a glare in his eyes as he watched Sonia hold an ice pack against his ankle which was slightly elevated above his body using pillows. He was feeling very angry and he wanted nothing more than to yell at her, but he couldn't even find the strength to do so. He felt like it would be a waste of time doing that since he was dealing with a stubborn witch.

His doctor had arrived a while ago and after taking a look at his ankle had told him he needed to stay off his feet for at least a week so that his ankle could heal properly. That meant he was stuck in his house with this stubborn, crazy witch.

"Why are you so quiet?" Sonia asked curiously when she noticed how he kept glaring at her but didn't say anything. Why was he still angry with her when they had seen the key?

"Can you please, not talk to me? I don't even want to hear your voice," Bryan growled at her. Thankfully the doctor had given him medicine for the pain, so all he was feeling was a dull ache now. Still, he was mad at her and the sound of her voice grated on his nerves.

"And why is that? You were angry over the key I lost, and now we have seen it. Everything is fine," she said, making him want to bare his teeth at her.

How could she say everything was fine? Was she blind or deaf? Hadn't she heard what the doctor said? Didn't she understand what that meant? He wasn't even in the mood to start explaining any of that to her, so he lay back on the bed and shut his eyes, while she kept rubbing his ankle with the ice pack. The doctor had said they should do that for twenty minutes every two hours. His only consolation was that Sonia wasn't going to be getting a good night's sleep since she would have to wake up every two hours to apply the ice pack.

"By the way, where did you keep my laptop and jotter?" Sonia asked as she stood up from the bed, getting ready to walk away with the ice pack and keep it for the next round.

Bryan slowly opened his eyes to look at her. She wasn't thinking he was going to let her work when he wasn't going to be able to work for the next couple of days, was she? As long as he had to stay off his feet for the next couple of weeks, she would also have to stay away from her laptop. No writing or touching her laptop. As long as he was incapacitated because of her, she was also automatically incapacitated.

"Huh?" Sonia asked as she waited for Bryan to respond to her question.

"Why do you ask?" Bryan asked, switching from angry to polite now.

"Because I need to get back to my work," Sonia said in a matter-of-fact tone, and Bryan snorted derisively.

"Sorry babes, you won't be getting back to your writing anytime soon until I am fully recovered," Bryan said, making Sonia's brow arch.

"Meaning?"

"Meaning as long as your darling fiance is unable to move, you can't do anything either. You have to take care of me, especially because you put me in this condition!" Bryan said with a smile that didn't reach his eyes.

How could he blame her for his own carelessness? Sonia wondered as her mouth dropped open in disbelief, before she quickly recovered, "Put you in you in this condition? Me? You have got to be fucking kidding me! Do I look like the bathroom tile? Or did you hit your head when you fell? When did I ever put you in that condition?" Sonia snapped at him, her green eyes blazing angrily.

She was mad at him? Like seriously? Bryan mused in disbelief. Choosing not to engage in any argument with her, he adjusted the pillows under him and shut his eyes. It wasn't like she had any idea where he had hidden her laptop anyway. Even if she went into his study to search for it, he knew she wasn't going to find it, so he wasn't bothered.

He opened his eyes when he heard her storm out of the room and shut the door angrily, and then he let out a soft sigh. How would he be able to cope with being under the same roof with her even for a week? It was even more annoying now, knowing that he would have to rely on her to move around the house.

Now where the fuck was Matt when you needed him? Bryan wondered as he picked up his phone to dial Matt's line again. He had tried to reach him several times over the phone before the doctor arrived, but Matt had either not been close to his phone, or wasn't willing to answer his call. Or was he in his bedroom with Candy? Bryan reasoned with a thoughtful frown.

He quickly shut his eyes when he heard Sonia returning to the bedroom. She stopped beside the bed and looked down at him, while he pretended to be fast asleep.

Sonia glared at him, briefly considering whether or not to drag him off the bed so he would tell her where he had kept her laptop. She had gone in search of her laptop but had been unable to find it.

She doubted that he was really sleeping. She leaned forward to look into his face, but when he didn't move, she sighed as she straightened herself and stepped back. Knowing there was nothing else she could do about the situation at that moment, she walked over to the other side of the bed, and lay down, while facing him.

She set her alarm to wake her up in two hours and moved closer to him so that there was only a small space between them. Maybe he was just upset about his leg. Hopefully, he will be in a better mood by morning, and return her laptop to her, Sonia thought as she drifted off to sleep.

Bryan remained there with his eyes closed and waited for some time until he heard the soft snores coming from her before he opened his eyes. He was surprised to see that she was lying down so close to him.

Looking into her beautiful angelic face, with her mischievous eyes closed, and her mouth shut, she looked very innocent and normal. His eyes remained on her face, taking in the shape of her large eyes and her long lashes. His gaze moved to her small pointed nose, and then her lips. His eyes lingered on her pink bow-shaped lips for some time, before moving to her chest which kept rising and falling as she slept. He could make out the outline of her nipple through the light material. Once he felt a stir in his groin, he quickly returned his gaze to her face before looking away from her. The last thing he wanted was to be sexually attracted to someone like her.

What was he going to do with her for a week? He had never had a lady with him for such a long duration. What were they going to talk about? What were they going to do? Now that he had to stay off his feet, it meant that there was no way he could leave the house. He did not doubt that the next couple of days were going to be very frustrating for him. He intended to frustrate her just as much anyway. There will be no writing for her, and she definitely won't be going anywhere without him either. They were going to be stuck with each other. She wanted a fiance? She had gotten one. Hopefully, if he played his cards right, she would want to call off everything and leave even before the end of the first week.

Meanwhile, in another room down the hall, Matt was lying down naked on the bed beside Candace, "Wow! You are something!" He said breathlessly as they both tried to catch their breath.

"You aren't so bad yourself," Candace said with a playful smile as she sat up on the bed.

"Not so bad, huh? How about I show you how good I can be?" Matt asked with a naughty smile as he reached out to grab her, but she quickly moved away.

"You should probably check your phone while I dress up. Maybe it's urgent," She suggested as she started picking up her clothes which were strewn across the floor.

"If it was important either Bryan or Sonia would have come looking for me already. Why are you in a hurry to leave?" Matt asked as he sat up on the bed, watching her walk over to the bathroom with her clothes to clean up.

"I have to pick up my son from the babysitter's place. I'm late already," She said without turning to look at him.

Matt who had completely forgotten that she had mentioned being a single mother during one of their chats quickly got out of the bed and walked over to the bathroom door, "I thought you were joking when you mentioned being a single mother," he said as from the doorway, not wanting to go inside since he knew that even though they had just had sex, she still needed her privacy.

"Now why would I joke about something like that?" Candace asked dryly as she dressed up.

"I don't know. I just didn't think you were serious," Matt said with a slight frown.

"Well, now you know. It doesn't matter whether or not you're cool with it anyway, since I'm sure we won't be seeing each other after tonight," Candace said as she walked out of the bathroom, completely dressed.

"And why is that?" Matt asked in confusion.

"Because I don't think I like the idea of getting mixed up with celebrities. If I had known from the onset that you were an actor I never would have agreed to go on a date with you. Having something to do with you would mean my business becomes public business. I don't want my son finding out what his mother does for a living from other people," Candace said matter of factly as she walked over to the bedside drawer and picked up her handbag.

Matt grabbed her arm before she could pick up her handbag, "So why did you leave the restaurant with me? Why did you have sex with me?" Matt asked in confusion.

Candace shrugged, "I just thought that it would be a waste of all that spark between us if we don't get down to it. It shouldn't be a big deal to you anyway, I'm sure someone like you wasn't thinking of dating someone like me anyway," She said with a wry smile as she placed her other hand over his hand which was holding her arm, and gently detached it.

"I need to hurry.. Goodbye," Candace said as she picked up her handbag and quickly walked away, leaving Matt who was staring after her in disbelief.