His Mission (HIS SERIES Book 1) by SAKINA HUSSAIN (ebook reader library TXT) 📕

covers and discover we're both in fact naked. I bite my lip, feeling an uneasy feeling settle in my stomach and I turn to study her sleeping. Her long soft hair is sprawled over my pillow and her eyes are fluttered shut, completed by long dark lashes. Her plump lips are slightly parted and her chest rises heavily up and down as she sleeps peacefully.

I don't even remember how she ended up in my bed. . .

My painkillers are strong stuff. Considering it was halfway through the night and I was off my head on medicine didn't exactly help my state of mind. I didn't know what I was doing but was that just an excuse I was using to excuse my actions?

I slowly slide out of bed, careful not to make any sound. My body instantly flares up with pain and I bite the inside of my cheek to stop myself from groaning out loud.

Does Emily know what she was doing?

Does she want us back together?

I've never asked so much questions in my entire lifetime when it came to girls.

No strings attached my text read.

Maybe she was following my suggestion from early on and this means nothing to her. Maybe she'd wake silently and leave me once again. I grit my teeth harder at the thought of her walking away for the second time. Surely she would speak to me, explain how she's feeling.

"God, I sound like such a girl," I mutter to myself, limping my way to the bathroom.

"Are you talking to yourself again Jake?"

I turn around and see Tobias leaning against his bedroom door frame smirking at me, his hair falling over his eyes.

"Shut up," I mutter, running a hand over my own face and leaning back against the wall.

"Dude, you could at least throw some boxers on." Tobias grimaces and I look down before choking back a laugh.

"Sorry I forgot," I chuckle quietly and he frowns, his eyes widening a little.

"Do you have someone in your room?" Tobias asks quietly, his voice completely changing into a serious firm tone. I clear my throat and stand up straight, avoiding his gaze. How the hell am I supposed to explain a naked Emily who's fast asleep in my bed right now?

I couldn't even explain it to myself.

"No," I lie, scratching the back of my head.

"You're lying," Tobias says, his jaw clenching tightly. He walks up to me, studying my eyes carefully.

"What have you done Jake?" Tobias questions, his eyes searching mine. I take a step back, running a hand over my face and inhaling deeply.

"I swear to God, I don't even remember her getting into my bed." I mutter, the events of last night becoming so blurry in my mind.

"Who?" Tobias asks firmly, the impatience in his voice crystal clear.

"Who do you think?" I frown, my voice rising at his suggestive words.

"Do you think I've slept with someone else? You do, don't you?" I add, the suprise obvious as I speak. I feel the anger build inside me.

"You really think I'd do that to Emily?" I snap back angrily. I shove the top of his arm, pushing him away from me. He gives me an apologetic look, his eyes trained on the floor.

"Emily is in my bed." I explain finally and his eyes widen before he glanced across the hallway to my bedroom door.

"What is she doing here?" He asks confused and I shrug, wanting to ask her the exact same question.

"Beats me." I yawn before heading into the bathroom, leaving him standing there, staring at my bedroom door.

"Wait! Did she say anything?" Tobias asks nervously and I turn back around, frowning.

"Say anything about what?..." I venture off, giving him a questioning glare. He clears his throat, searching my eyes deeply before he shakes his head, walking away.

"It doesn't matter," he mutters quietly. I frown deeper and shrug it off before heading for the bathroom to finally get a shower. I've just rinsed the shampoo out of my hair when I hear the ear splitting scream drift through the air, Emily's scream.

I turn the shower off and fling open the doors, my heart beating fast against my chest. I don't bother reaching for the towel and instead lung towards the bathroom door, flinging it open.

"Emily?" I yell.

There's no answer.

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Emily's POV -

"Tobias, what are you doing!?" I yell loudly, covering myself with the covers. He slaps his hand over his eyes, his mouth formed into a permanent 'o' shape.

"I am so sorry! I didn't know you were. . . You know!" He splutters apologetically.

"That I was naked?!" I yell, running my free hand through my hair.

"I just wanted to talk to you!" He yells back, his hand still covering his eyes. The bedroom door flies open and Jake barges in, his eyes wide with fear. My mouth immediately hung low as I took in his appearance. His hair was dripping wet stuck to his head and he had droplets of water falling down his face into his dark eyelashes. He was completely naked, his body glistening from the water dripping off him. He looked around in shock, his eyes landing on mine before I saw him physically breathe out, his shoulders relaxing.

"Why did you scream like that!?" He yells at me and I sit there, completely frozen to the stop on his bed, my mouth hung open unattractively.

"Emily?"

He begins clicking his fingers in front of my face, wanting me to snap out of my trance. I simply stare back at him, my eyes drinking in his appearance.

"Muffin!" He yells, throwing his hands up into the air. He curses a few times, muttering under his breath before he realises Tobias is stood behind him, looking sheepish.

"What the hell are you doing in my room T?" He asks, frowning deeply. Jake reaches over to his drawers, picking out some