CHAPTER 57
KENZIE
The melody of his voice was beginning to drift away slowly and I reached out to get ahold of it but the ground opened up and swallowed me and even though I tried to reach for the surface and get ahold of his melody, knowing it would save me, I only sank deeper and deeper until the darkness swallowed me entirely.
I woke up with a start and I tried to catch my breath. My arms subconsciously reached out to touch the other side of my bed and it felt warm and sunken as if someone who was supposed to be here was here.
My eyes travelled to Connor's empty bed and my mind told me he had already left for the business meeting. A small frown crossed my face as I took in the sight of his perfectly arranged bed that looked the way it was yesterday. It looked so neat and crisp as though no one had slept on it all night.
I sat up and an instant throbbing of headache hit me with so much force that caused me to cuss under my breath.
Goddam these hangovers.
The rest of the event that had happened after that was quite unclear and I forced myself to remember, knowing too well that with the kind of person I was, there was possibly no way I had not done anything embarrassing in Connor's presence last night. I tried to walk through my hazy foggy memory lane but it only caused me more headaches. I reached for the bedside table for my phone and my eyes met a small note on the table with a large heading that read:
For grumpy.
I picked it up and went through the content.
Morning, drunk grumpy. Did you sleep well? I'm sure you did after having a fantastic ride back home on my back and forcing me at gunpoint to sleep on your bed. I left my credit card in your purse. Have fun both don't try to escape and start a new life with my money.
Cheerios.
I gasped, a hand flying to my mouth as the memory of yesterday rushed through my vision at once
"Hop on my back, Kenz."
"That fat ass of yours is one big weight, girl."
Fuck! He took me to his car on my back. He did!
"Connor."
"Yes, Kenz?"
"Why are you being so nice to me?"
"I don't know. Maybe it's because I'm a nice guy."
"No, you're not."
"Maybe I'm not."
"Why are you being so nice to me?"
"Maybe it's because you will be the mother of my child someday."
Did he say that? I felt my body dampen with perspiration in embarrassment.
Another memory crossed my mind again and a second gasp escaped my lips. I had also asked him to sleep on my bed last night!
"Oh my God!" I checked my clothes and touched my face for any sign that we may have intentionally or unintentionally smooched and I sighed in relief when I saw that I was intact and untouched. I stopped again as another scene crossed my head.
"Sing me a song."
"Okay, what kind of song?"
"I don't know. Any song. I am a fan of Alec Benjamin's. Sing me his song."
"I know a few of his songs. Can I sing you my favourite?"
"Yes, please."
Oh my God! The sweet melody from my dreams wasn't exactly from my dream. It was Connor's. The magical voice was Connor's. He had sung me to sleep last night.
The beautiful voice was his.
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