A NIGHT OF MISTAKE

Morning sunlight struck her eyelids, drawing sleep back to the suppressed piece of her brain and effectively awakening her. Slowly, blue orbs were exposed to the dimly lit hotel room, and as they adjusted to the light pouring into them, as well as to the feeling of being cast from the dark recesses of her once sleep-stricken mind, objects in the room began to show up through the faintly blinding sunlight.
A dresser was cast across the room sat beside a door she could only faintly remember belonging to a bathroom used to it's full capacity the night before. Set across from the doorway to the bathroom sat a balcony.
The curtains connected to the balcony, shielding the sunlight only slightly, blew faintly through the minuscule crack between the glass door and the wall keeping it in place. Like a silk blanket, the warm smell of cinnamon, sex - or rather passion and love mingled together in one wonderful scent - and what almost seemed like...A brief and tired smile struck her lips as she remembered that smell's origin.
Pastry, French toast, cinnamon bread, and why, of course, a faintly lingering scent of alcohol and, strangely, cucumber.
Slowly, Sarah rolled in the bed to her side, facing toward the bathroom door as well as the dresser adorned with bits and piece of red and white rose petals and clothing that did, and did not, belong to her.
That tired smile widened, her chest rising and falling slowly, as her eyes dipped to the body next to her in the warm bed, giving her the blessed opportunity of watching Eniola lying beside her copy the gesture, still very much asleep.
Despite the very light hangover and her slightly blurry memory of the mistake of the night before, she knew exactly what happened between Drake and her ,but seeing Eniola lying comfortably beside her , she wondered if Drake had something to do about their location right now.
Slowly, she slipped her left hand from beneath the pillow Eniola's head rested on, grinned tiredly, and watched the glimmer of sunlight now streaking over her face .She smiled when she realized how last night went so fast , she briefly temembered all but she had the kiss so hot in her head , she was definitely not liking how she responded to him . She wished she handled things differently even while she was srunk . How on earth was she going to face him later on that day . She hope she didn't make any more mistakes afterwards . But then how the hell did she get in this room , she knew Enny will never pay the amount its worth to sleep in this room just for a night . And then she realized she haven't thought of Ben .
" Wake up Enny, I need to go home to Ben then resume later.''
" It's still so early Sarah, it's not even morning already." Enny groaned checking her wristwatch then getting back to her sleeping position.
" I Don't want to be late on my first day and by the way I want to make time to see my dad very....."
" Okay okay, I give up Sarah." She said standing up quickly as she waver around for her shoe and bag lying on the floor
" Last night?.''
" Last night , Drake let us sleep here ." Eniola finally spoke when they were comfortably seated in the Uber Sarah ordered.
" Ohhh." Sarah said acting so surprised
" He sent a guard after he left , that's some money move bitch "
" Sleeping in an expensive suite ?"
" We never get enough pay to sleep in rooms like this , and right now I feel like I need to get drunk every time Drake is around me."she laughed as she opened the door
" I am never drinking again." Sarah responded quickly
" Okay." Eniola said rolling her eyes
" Last night you sent Drake a message, what was that about?"
Sarah froze at Eniola's revelation " I did?"
" Yes you did, I tried stopping you but I couldn't."
" You must be joking." Sarah scrambled through her bag to find her phone quickly
" I guess that's why he sent someone to get us back at the club."
" Why are you just telling me this?."Sarah said as she went through her messages
" OMG!." She screamed so loud that the Uber man driving had to pause for a while
" Keep going." Eniola instructed quickly
This moment, right here, right this very second was precisely why she would give anything in the entire universe to freeze this moment in time, to just...stop here. Preserve this moment, solidify it like a movie or something that never existed .
" Drake…so sexy with your cute chest there baby. You think that Lilian of yours deserves you . I mean she deserves better, you are never getting me back either. You rich beast , I am never falling for you either. I deserve better. Go marry yourself."
Humiliated didn’t even begin to cover how she felt today. Hangover notwithstanding, the awful, awful realization that she’d tossed her phone—repeatedly—in front of the curious Eniola she was trying to pretend to like nothing happened? Nightmarish.
" Is everything alright Sarah?."
She’d just been so very uncomfortable last night. Drake had looked suave and dangerous in his dark suit, so out of her league. Add in the fact that her mouth had never seemed to stay in place and she had taken whatever liquid courage that wine could offer.
And then some, she thought with a groan. Gosh, she was never drinking ever again. Ever, ever, underlined and signed.
“Well, that’s not how you impress a man,” Eniola said with a sniff. “I’ve caught a lot of men over the years, and I never did it by getting drunk.”
" Sorry?." Sarah asked with surprise
" I know you and Drake....."
" I will drop here Enny.Let's talk later ." Sarah hurried out as she knew what Enny was going to say.
She literally asked just remembered how she called Drake to flirt with him on phone call last night, begging and crying to spend the night with him .