IMPERFECTLY ENOUGH

hangover memories

I woke up the next morning with a slight headache. I am a lightweight when it comes to alcohol. I turned towards my bedside table and looked at the clock there. It was 08:30AM. Wait, what?!! I was late!!!

I quickly got out of bed. I was really late. I rushed to the bathroom and began my morning routine. I turned on the water in the shower and as I was waiting for it to adjust to the right temperature, I started brushing my teeth.

I was about to get up and I tripped. I landed right on his lap. His arm immediately went around my waist. I could feel the length of his fingers with the way he grabbed on to me. My face was so close to his and I could feel his breath on mine just as much as I was sure that he could feel mine. I don't remember if I was the one that moved or he pulled me closer to him but I felt my n*****s harden the moment I felt his body close to mine.

My eyes were glued to his lips, the perfect lips. The perfect set of pink, medium sized lips. It didn't help when he removed his tongue just the right amount an ran it across his bottom lip.

I don't know what came over me. I think I just wanted to feel what it would be like having a man kiss you. I had never been kissed before, okay I have but it was those childish ones. In a play back in primary school, I was given the princess role and you guessed it right, I was the princess with the glass slipper.

So I blame it on the alcohol but I leaned forward and gave him a soft kiss. I pulled back a bit and gave him another kiss. This time I did not move back , I continued to kiss him. After a few seconds I felt no response. I pulled back and looked into his eyes, I saw him looking back at me.

I made a huge mistake and quickly got off him.

"I'm sorry" I said as I touched my lips and turned to rush to my room. I quickly got in my room and shut the door. I leaned on the door after locking it for a few seconds. I moved to the bed and sat down. I buried my head in my hands and started crying. I was pulled out of my state when I heard a knock.

"Lisa?" I didn't respond though I did look at the door and moved up the bed.

"Lisa, please open the door." I still didn't respond because I was embarrassed by the fact that I had just kissed my boss. What made it worse was that he didn't even respond to it.

I allowed Kate to somehow get into my head, I should have known better. A man like that can never like a girl like me and it was all pity that he felt. The stupid part of my brain thought that this once I could get the guy.

"Lisa, please open the door and we can talk." I still chose to keep quite but, a small sob left my mouth and I had to use my hands to silence myself.

"Lisa? I'm sorry"

I lay down and silently shed a few tears. Some time later I should have fallen asleep.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I felt the room filled up with steam, I couldn't even see my my reflection in the mirror. I quickly finished brushing my teeth and jumped into the shower.

As the water ran down my body, I told myself that I would be strong and avoid him as much as I can. I know I'm not the strongest person but, I will have to try. I quickly got out of the shower.

I picked up a sweetheart neckline red dress that reached my knees. I picked simple pip toe shoes which a small heel. I put my hair in a ponytail and did my usual makeup. Its the only thing I knew how to do. I was scared to face him, I knew I had no choice because he is my boss.

I slowly and gently opened the door, I put my head out and check all directions. When I saw that the coast was clear, I left the room. I went into the living room area and my heart skipped a beat.

There on the same sofa, he was sitting with a cup of what I assumed to be coffee in his hand. He was holding a folder in the other and going through its contents. He looked up when I guess he heard me approaching.

Our eyes met and I saw something in his eyes, I never paid attention too long to see what it was. I looked to the floor and walked to the cart to pour myself a cup of coffee. With my back towards him, I said.

"Good morning sir."

"Morning." I heard him say in a hoarse voice that sent chills down my spine. I continued what I was doing with preparing my breakfast plate.

The hair on the back of my head stood when I felt his presence behind me. I tensed when he touched my hand.

"I'm sorry about last night...." I moved away from him. I got my plate and cup, setting them down by the table. I turned to face him.

"Sir, I should be the one apologizing to you. I was under the influence but, I should have been professional."

He tried to move towards me but, I stopped him.

"Can we talk about this please?"

"There is nothing to talk about that you didn't say yesterday" He looked confused. "They say silence is as loud as words sir. And yours was as loud. I'm sorry I mistook your kindness for something else." When he said nothing, I sat down to eat.

Deep down, I was trying to be strong despite almost breaking down at any moment. I just prayed that it wouldn't happen right in front of him.

I heard him walk away that is when I allowed the tears to flow.