Late at night, I saw a delivery order on my boyfriend's phone. The note read, "For my darling," but the delivery address was his cousin's hotel room upstairs. "Jealous?" The man behind me wrapped his arms around me, his breath warm against my neck. The man was my boyfriend's older cousin. 1 He grabbed the phone from me and turned off the screen. Liam pulled me over the covers to face him, asking, "Continue?" I suddenly felt a surge of panic. Taking advantage of the fact that neither of us was fully undressed yet, I scrambled off the bed, but I couldn't find my other shoe. As I hesitated whether to crawl and check under the bed, a pair of unopened disposable hotel slippers was tossed my way. "Wear these." He lit a cigarette. "The floor is dusty." "My shoe..." "It's not going anywhere." Liam leaned back against the headboard, his tone languid. "I'll find it and bring it to you." Saying this, he glanced at me, his gaze lingering on me for two seconds before looking away. He impatiently loosened his collar. "Go to the bathroom and fix your clothes first. People might think I actually did something to you." My face flushed red, and I turned and ran into the bathroom. In the mirror was a woman with a flushed, peach-blossom complexion, her shirt unbuttoned past her collarbone. Was that me? Liam seemed to have just showered; the bathroom still held residual steam, feeling damp and suffocating. The memories of what had just happened flooded back into my mind unbidden. 2 During the Thanksgiving break, I brought my best friend, Chloe, and my boyfriend, Ethan, brought his older cousin, Liam. The four of us went on a road trip together. That night, Ethan said he was going upstairs to keep his heartbroken cousin company. While I was using his laptop to send an email, I accidentally stumbled upon an anonymous post he had made: "Got rejected by my goddess. To see her every day, I started dating her best friend." "The goddess confessed to me during our trip, but my girlfriend treats me really well. How should I choose?" "The goddess asked me to come to her room in the middle of the night. What should I do? Waiting online, it's urgent." "..." The timestamp on the last post was five minutes before he went upstairs. In an instant, the shackles of a double betrayal locked around me. With red eyes, I went to my best friend's room, only to hear unbearable conversations through the door: "Aren't you afraid your girlfriend will find out you sneaked up here to see me?" "Heh, I wouldn't have come if I was afraid." "Mhm... gentler... I can't take it." The ambiguous sounds of pleasure stimulated every nerve in my body. Ethan had probably forgotten— Today was our one-year anniversary. Wearing only a thin nightgown, I stood outside the door for a long time, so long that my hands and feet went numb and cold. What should I do? Kick the door open, catch them in the act, tear off their masks, and then be humiliated by them? I took a deep breath. In a moment of impulsive anger, I chose to turn around, knock on the door, and enter Ethan's cousin's room. Liam had just taken a shower, wearing loose pajamas, and I pushed him onto the bed and kissed him. And then. I saw Ethan's phone on his bed. Liam was honest. He shrugged and told me casually— Ethan gave him the phone and told him that if I called, he should answer and cover for him. I unlocked the phone and saw the late-night delivery order Ethan had placed. Before going upstairs, he bought two boxes of ultra-thin condoms, and the delivery address was Chloe's room. ... "Taking that long?" Liam's voice suddenly echoed from behind me. He leaned against the doorway, looking me up and down with half-closed eyes, his expression languid. I hurriedly retreated from the bathroom. "Then I'll head back first..." After saying that, I walked around him to open the door. But unexpectedly ran into Ethan, who had just come out of Chloe's room next door. Our eyes met. The hallway fell dead silent. 3 "Weren't you supposed to be keeping Liam company?" After the silence, I chose to interrogate him first. "Yeah." After a tactical pause, he feigned calmness and defended himself, "Just now, Chloe came knocking and said there was a cockroach in her room, and insisted I help her kill it." "So dramatic." Saying this, he walked towards me. "Why are you in my cousin's room?" Hearing him ask about Liam, I inexplicably remembered that hot, lingering kiss from earlier. My earlobes felt burning hot. "I came looking for you." I also lied without changing my expression. "Liam said you went out, and let me come in to see the phone you left behind." Actually, at the moment we ran into each other, I wanted to expose everything. But now. I suddenly didn't want to anymore. I wanted to see how long he could keep up the act. Ethan was feeling guilty, after all, so he didn't dare press for details. He took his phone and put his arm around me, walking back to our room. We closed the door and got into bed separately. At my insistence, Ethan had booked a room with two double beds. He hesitated for a moment, then lifted my blanket and crawled in. "Audrey..." I felt disgusted and pushed him away forcefully. "Are you angry?" He hugged me tighter instead, one hand stealthily reaching under the hem of my dress. "Audrey, should we..." I kicked him in the knee. "Get out!" Ethan cried out in pain and let go, but he also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't have the energy right now anyway; he was just putting on a show, afraid I would get suspicious. Feeling a chill on his back, he threw off the blanket and got out of bed, seemingly angered by my kick. "Audrey, we've been dating for a year, who are you saving yourself for?" He angrily got into his own bed and turned his back to me. Probably tired from earlier, snoring soon echoed from his side of the room. The lights in the room were turned off. Therefore, when Ethan's muted phone received a message, the lit screen was particularly conspicuous. I quietly got out of bed and took the phone. It was a message from Chloe: "Liar, didn't you say you bought two boxes? We only used 3." "[Smirk Emoji]" 4 At midnight, I was so disgusted by those two people that I couldn't sleep. I wanted to go down to the lounge bar and have a drink. But I unexpectedly ran into Liam. He was easy to spot. Wearing a gray hoodie, an incredibly handsome face, but with an inherent, aloof vibe. As I hesitated whether to go up and talk to him, Liam already saw me. "Liam..." Just as I sat down, a glass of alcohol was shoved into my hand. Liam's voice sounded across from me, "Impressive." "When you forcefully kissed me, you called me Liam, but as soon as you walked out the door, you changed it to 'Cousin Liam' to be polite." I felt a bit embarrassed by his words and could only take a sip of the drink. This liquor was so spicy. I forced myself to down it in one gulp. Then my face scrunched up from the burn. "Heh." A low chuckle came from across the table. Liam asked, "Want me to swap it for juice?" "No need." I replied with a muffled voice, grabbed the bottle, and poured myself a full glass. "If you're a man, drink with me until we drop." Liam smiled. He poured himself a glass too and asked me, "What's your tolerance?" "Umm..." I bit my lip and thought for a long time. I had only had one glass, yet my thoughts were already slowing down. After thinking for a while, I looked up and answered honestly. "Never drank before." I thought I could handle at least half a bottle. As a result, I started acting crazy after two glasses. I rested my chin on my hand and observed Liam across the table. At first, he just looked handsome, but as I kept looking— That face gradually morphed into my dad's. I stared at him for a good while. "Dad?" The drink Liam had just swallowed almost choked him out. 5 While Liam was tipsy, I was completely wasted. He wouldn't let me drink anymore. He said he wanted to take me back to the hotel. There was an unmanned 24-hour convenience store near the lounge. As I walked past the door, I stubbornly refused to leave. Liam rubbed his temples. "What do you want to do? My little princess." "We're buying too," I pointed inside the store. "We're buying three boxes!" My voice was a bit loud, instantly drawing the attention of passersby. Liam cursed under his breath. "Stop messing around." He tried to pull me away, but was a step too late. I slipped into the store. As I was dizzyingly trying to operate the machine, a hand suddenly reached out from behind me. "Really want to buy them?" "Yes, I want to buy them." He raised his hand and directly deleted the three boxes I had selected. The man's voice behind me was inexplicably huskier, "You bought the wrong size." 6 Bought the wrong size. Wrong size... My face flushed so red I couldn't speak. I didn't know if it was because I was dizzy from the alcohol or flushed from embarrassment, but I stumbled back to the hotel, my pockets bulging with three boxes. At the door of his room, he stopped to block me. "It's not too late to back out now." I was stubborn. "Whoever backs out is a coward." He was much taller than me. He looked down at me, his gaze somewhat intense. "Are you sure?" "I'm sure." The next second, I was pulled into the room. I felt a bit dizzy. His jacket was draped over my head, and his voice came from above, "I'm going to take a shower. Wait for me in bed." By the time I clumsily pulled the jacket off, he had already gone into the bathroom. The sound of running water seeped through the crack in the door. It made me incredibly nervous. Catching sight of a few cans of beer on the table, I walked over, opened one, and took a huge gulp. "Burp..." I felt even dizzier. When Liam came out, I was curled up on the edge of the bed, and there were two crushed beer cans on the nightstand. "Drank by yourself?" He frowned. But I narrowed my eyes and evaluated him. It wasn't the image of a beautiful man emerging from the bath wrapped in a towel like I had imagined. He came out wearing pajama pants and a shirt. Liam walked up to me. He was very strong. Reaching out and scooping me up, he pressed me onto the bed. "Didn't you say we were going to use them?" He patted the pocket where I had stuffed the three boxes. My face flushed. Under his gaze, I quickly lifted my head and gave him a peck. "That's it?" He chuckled. "You don't even know how to kiss." The hand cupping the back of my head suddenly tightened its grip, and he lowered his head to kiss me. A faint scent of tobacco engulfed me. Just as I was about to run out of breath, my phone suddenly rang. Ethan. 7 "Hello..." When I answered the phone, I was still panting slightly. "Audrey, where are you?" Facing Liam's smiling gaze in front of me, my heart skipped a beat, and I turned my head away to lie, "At my friend's place." I have a friend I'm pretty close with in this city; Ethan knew about her. After symbolically comforting me with a few words, Ethan hung up the phone. Liam used his thumb to wipe the corner of my mouth. "Continue?" I shook my head, saying I couldn't. Because of nerves, my hand clutched the hem of his shirt, refusing to let go. Knock, knock— A knock on the door suddenly sounded. "Liam, open the door!" Ethan's voice unexpectedly rang out outside the door. I jumped in fright and instinctively looked at Liam. He seemed completely unfazed. He threw the blanket over my head and got up to open the door. "What's up?" I heard the flick of a lighter; Liam seemed to have lit a cigarette. "Do me a favor, Liam, I'm begging you." Ethan didn't hold back. "Audrey went to her friend's place. My phone is with you. If she calls, help me cover." "I don't care." "Come on, Liam. Chloe doesn't like being interrupted, but I'm afraid Audrey won't be able to reach me and will rush back to the hotel." As he spoke, Ethan suddenly saw me. "Liam, I was wondering why you took so long to open the door. Turns out you're hiding someone in your room too." I panicked and quickly pulled back the lower half of my leg that was exposed outside the blanket, but he still saw it. "Tsk, those legs are long and fair. You can tell she's a beauty just by looking at her legs." Liam seemed to chuckle. "Your girlfriend isn't bad either." "Her?" Ethan scoffed. "She only lets me look, not touch. She's incredibly prudish." "Forget it, talking about her in the middle of the night kills the mood. Have fun, Liam. Remember to cover for me if she calls." With that, I heard the sound of the door closing. "Come out." Seeing I wasn't moving, Liam walked over and pulled the blanket off my head. I stared at him intently. Soon, familiar sounds came from next door—Chloe's voice. I bit my lip hard and looked up at him. "Liam, let's use those two boxes." 8 Liam has a pair of very beautiful eyes. Right now. Those eyes were looking at me. The emotions surging within them looked like pure desire. I was about to melt into them, but he suddenly reined in his emotions. He grabbed me, pinned me down on the bed, pulled up the blanket, and piled it on top of me. "Go to sleep." His voice was incredibly hoarse. The piercing sounds of pleasure continued to come from next door. I felt unwilling and leaned in to kiss him. Holding Liam's face, I peppered it with kisses like a woodpecker. Until his breathing grew heavier. Then. Liam almost gritted his teeth as he wrapped me tightly in the blanket. "I don't take advantage of people when they're drunk. We'll talk when you're sober." He rolled me into a burrito and hugged me from behind. "Sleep." His breath was warm, puffing against the back of my neck, hot and ticklish. It was so uncomfortable. I rubbed against him uncomfortably, but his arms tightened around me. "Stop moving around."
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