Author's note: Thanks for the reviews! Sorry I haven't updated in a while. I've been on vacation with my family.
I woke and felt the world heavy on my shoulders. My head was pounding. So, this what a hangover felt like. My head had its own pulse. Myrnin's arm was around my waist in a protective manner. His head was facing up as though he fell asleep thanking God.
I carefully pried his arm away from my waist to stand up. Feeling dizzy, I sat right back down. "Snap out of it," I thought, while slapping my face, "It's only a dream. You will wake up and none of this ever happened."
"On the contrary, my dear Claire," spoke Myrnin, scaring me in the process. "The seventies were some wild times, but I think we overtopped them."
I shivered at the thought of what happened last night. "Nothing happened last night," I lied, trying to pretend it never happened.
Myrnin came up from behind me and turned me around to look at him. "I love it when you try to act so innocent. No need to worry, though. All of this can be our little secret or should I say our big secret."
I hugged him, ecstatic knowing that my mistake could be forgotten. Myrnin whispered into my ear, "But, dear Claire, it won't be for free."
I looked up at him with a questioned look. "A kiss," he spoke softly, seductively, "One passionate kiss."
"You are very sneaky, Myrnin." I said, appalled at thought of repeating my mistake. I had no choice; I didn't want Shane to find out. He would be heartbroken.
"Fine," I spoke, firmly. I sat on the lap table so I could reach his lips. It gave me a feeling of having control. Myrnin chuckled and leaned forward. I kissed him, losing myself by the second. I let go and walked towards the entrance of the lab.
Myrnin called behind me, "Claire darling, the queen couldn't top you." I felt my face burning with anger, embarrassment, and self-pride.