When I finally wake up from my very restful sleep it take me a minute to register where I am. I attempted to sit up but between the pounding headache I have and a heavy weight draped over my chest I flop back down. I twist a little to figure out what is holding me down and I go pale. Why the fuck is he in the bed? All my memories from the night before come rushing at me. I am so fucked. I look down and realize I am still in the enormous shirt Liam threw at me last night. AND NO PANTS! I need to get out of here as soon as possible. I fumble around for my phone which Liam must have plugged in beside me before he went to be. I turn it on and see a million messages from Vee

  “Omg Im so sorry don’t hate me”

  “You were so drunk lol”

  “Did I remember Liam showing up”

  “And did he carry you?”

  “Last night was so fun”

  “My head is pounding”

  “Do you need food?”

  “I def need food”

  “Come down to the buffet”

  The last message was sent 5 minutes ago and I checked the time to see how early it was. 10am. Honestly not bad for a drunk sleep. I do about 5 different contortion moves to get out of bed and out of Huxley's grip without waking him, thrown on a pair of sweats and my oversized LAB TECH sweater. As quietly as I can I sneak out of the room and make my way down the hall to the elevator. As I am standing in the elevator contemplating my life I realize that between all the drinking and carrying I totally forgot about the vile I shoved down my bra. I immediately search for it and come up empty handed. It must have fallen out when I was sleeping, or maybe in the closet? The elevator dings and I am thrust back into reality. I will check the closet before I go back to the room and look. I make my way to the buffet and see Vee’s dark brown hair sticking out from a booth.

  “Hey” I say as I slide into the bench across from her.

  “Omg you're alive! I was worried after last night” she says smiling at me

  “Barely” I say picking up a fork and spearing a sausage from her plate.

  “Was it Liam I remember seeing take you back to your room” she says grinning

  “Scratch that, CARRYING you” she corrects. I scrunch my eyes closed trying to forget the memory

  “You would be right” I say not looking at her

  “How did he know which room was yours?” Vee asks accusingly

  “We came together,” I said, trying to avoid the question I knew she was really trying to ask.

  “Oh really?” she says almost giddy now

  “So why does the shoulder of your sweater say Huxley on it” my face drops, in my scramble out of the room I must have grabbed what I thought was my LAB TECH sweatshirt which conveniently is an exact copy of every other employee.

  “I swear I didn’t know” I said trying to back track “I must have grabbed it instead of mine when I left our ro-” I cut myself off realizing what I did

  “OUR?” Vee said almost shouting

  “Shhhh!” I pleaded looking around to make sure people aren't watching

  “Ok ok, it's a long story but yes we are sharing a room. We made a pillow wall I swear! Nothing happened” I am anxiously trying to back track now

  “You. shared. A. bed?” Vee gaped at me. I let my head fall to the table in defeat

  “He was supposed to drive me home last night after the banquet but we decided to get drunk instead. He is going to drive me home when he wakes up” I explain

  “Wait, you're not staying for the whole conference?” she looks honestly upset

  “I am not sharing a room with Huxley.” I say stealing a few bites of eggs from her plate

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  “But you did last night, and it was fine right?” she says asking what seemed like an honest question

  “Yes but I was so very drunk and I don’t think my liver could handle that again” I laugh

  “Ok then stay with me” she said so nonchalant

  “What?” I ask registering her statement

  “Yea stay with me, I have a suite with two beds since my dad is on the board. He was supposed to take the second bed but he and my mom decided a trip to Cuba sounded better than another conference and sent me to their place” I felt my heart lift at the thought of getting my vacation.

  “Omg Vee you are my favorite person!” I say leaping up and moving to the other side of the bench to give her a hug.

  “Let's go get your stuff then shall we?” she says gesturing for us to get up

  “Actually, Can you do me one last favour?” I ask hopeful

  “Of course! What is it?” Vee replies

  “I think I lost something last night an I just want to make sure I didn't leave it in the closet” I say trying to leave out the details

  “Oh yeah for sure just tell me what it looks like and I will get Ollie to look for it” I debate whether or not to tell her the details on the bottle and decide that it's this or nothing

  “Its a little clear bottle labeled succinimidyl ester-methoxy polyethylene glycol” I say shrugging it off

  “Oh jesus I don't think I could even come close to typing that out” she says while pulling out her phone

  “I’m just going to say ‘hey can you look for a little clear bottle with a long ass name on it, Raelyn thinks she left it last night’ and sent” she says looking back up at me.

  “Ok you go get your stuff and meet me by room 4567, i'm going to go ask for another key card” Vee says as she makes her way to the front desk.

  I probably stand at my room door for 5 minutes before I work up the courage to walk and collect my stuff. I would have walked straight in but when I came up to the door I could hear the shower running which meant Liam had woken up. When I finally work up the courage to walk in it is at the exact time Liam is walking out of the bathroom with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist. He freezes immediately when he sees me. I try to look at his eyes but I can’t help staring at his broad chest, which I was right in thinking had been covered in tattoos. I honestly don’t know why Huxley would ever wear a shirt if that's what he looked like underneath it.

  “Like what you see?” he asks me for the second time

  “Hm?” I say forcing myself to look back up at him. All he could do was chuckle

  “Oh by the way I found your succinimidyl ester-methoxy polyethylene glycol bottle in our bed” he mentions as he walks back into the bathroom and conveniently doesn't close the door. Our bed? Did he just say our bed?

  “Oh” is all I can muster

  “I have two questions,” he says as he towel dries his hair. I am frozen to the floor and can’t help but stare at him through the open door.

  “um sure” I respond clearing my throat

  “One, why the fuck was it in the bed, and two why the fuck do you have it” he stops what he is doing and pins me with a stare

  “Uh, well” I say trying to figure out if I should tell him the truth or not

  “Well, it was in the bed” I made sure not to say ‘our’ “because I shoved it between my tits and forgot about it” I say boldly. I could see him look slightly lower than my chest when I mentioned my tits and it made my skin heat.

  “And I told you I was trying to get resources last night” just a baby lie

  “Yea but I thought you meant money” he said returning his gaze to my face

  “I never said money” I meandered

  “No scientist would just openly give you this, and besides it's not like you have cells to test on” Liam says blatantly. My face flushes and I bite the inside of my cheek

  “So?” he says impatiently

  “You know I don’t have to tell you anything” i say turning around and heading to my suitcase to pack up.

  “Uh uh I don’t think so” he says, chasing after me and grabbing my wrist. He spins me around so I am a breath away from colliding into his cement body. I find my footing and immediately retreat a step backwards

  “Talk” is all he says

  “Ughhhhh” I sigh

  “Fine, I stole it. Are you happy now?” I ask

  “When” what a man of few words. My god.

  “Uh when you were yelling at that old man, I shoved it down my bra” again his eyes shifted. Quicker this time i'll give him that

  “Ok but that still doesn’t explain that you can't use it until you have cells” he questions

  “I have cells” I say, leaving out the part that they are mine

  “How?” he asks

  “Donations” I say quickly. He lets go of my arm and lets me finish packing

  “I can drive you home in an hour” he says turing back to the bathroom

  “Oh no need, Vee is letting me stay with her for the weekend” I say smiling

  “Oh ok” is all he says

  “I'm just going to finish packing and i'll be out of your hair in 5” I tell him

  “Are you gonna pack up my sweater too?” he says with a grin in his voice. I go red. I immediately go to pull it off and he turns back to look at me.

  “Jeez Anderson i’m joking” he says actually cracking a laugh.

  “Ha ha” I say feeling incredibly embarrassed

  “See you at the seminar later?” he ask with a question in his voice

  “Yep” is all I say as I finish packing up my stuff and watch Liam retreat into the bathroom, this time closing the door.