Hey everyone,

so I'm officially in holiday mode... 4 weeks off! Woohoo!

I've had a flood of ideas come into my head and have started like 4 fics but of course I'm kinda stuck in the middle on all of them so I figured if I published one then it may make me think harder cos I don't want to leave you all hanging lol hopefully I'll get some inspiration while sipping cocktails or it'll be a hot mess, either way, it'll be entertaining for someone right? Anyway, here we go...

Fine is a 4 Letter Word.

Chapter 1

The early morning sun shone in through the gap of a broken wooden slat of the blind, it beamed directly onto the left side of her face. The warmth caused her to stir, an aggravated groan left her mouth as she resisted opening her eyes hoping to get a few more minutes sleep.

She yanked the sheet over her face trying to block the sun but it didn't work, the cogs in her mind started to turn and for a moment she couldn't recall where she was. Her fingers blindly ran over the edge of the sheets, they weren't hers, they were soft and silky, satin-like. She lay there still and squeezed her eyes tighter trying to concentrate, trying to remember where she was. A smile crept on her face as she remembered that she had rewarded herself with a mini break, it was supposed to be a relaxing time for her to try and get her head back into work mode.

A dull throb took over her mind distracting her for a moment, she could feel it pulsate from her head down her body to her feet. She took a sharp breath in trying to overcome the pain, mind over matter was always one of her philosophies. She raised her hand above her face trying to shield herself from the light, she was now awake and would have to deal with the consequences. The pounding was only going to get worse and she needed to prepare herself for the possibility that her stomach would be angry at her too.

With one swift movement, she exhaled and swung her legs over the side of the bed and sat up. The motion caused her head to spin and she could only hold herself up for a second, her body forced it's self forward and she sat hunched over on the edge of the bed. You can do this, she thought, just get up. She dug her elbows into her knees and put her head in her hands trying to summon the energy to stand. She heaved her body up off the bed and blindly reached out to try to shut the block out curtain. Her hand patted the wall feeling for the string, it kept teasing her, swinging just out of her grasp. Her eyes widened as she took another step forward willing to string to her hand and with two hands she caught it and pulled down hard. The curtain fell to the windowsill with a clunk and she let out a sigh of relief, darkness. She stood at the window for a moment while her eyes adapted to her surroundings, there was just enough light to see a few inches in front of her.

"Morning..."

She jumped as she heard the voice behind her, her heart felt like it burst out of her chest. Who was that? She didn't know whether to turn around, the voice was close. Before she could move a hand ran over her the bare skin of her waist and around to her stomach. All the hairs on her body stood on their end as she felt their warm breath on her neck, she tilted her head slightly allowing it to come closer. Another hand slid it's self on the other side of her waist and spun her round to face him. She stumbled losing her balance for a split second, all the blood rushed from her head making her feel even more nauseous. The strong pair of hands corrected her stance and she found herself focused on a set of very toned pecks. She swallowed hard trying to strike up the courage to look up at his face, but before she could bring her eyes to meet his he leaned down and pressed his lips hard against hers. She stepped back a little from the force, she didn't know what to do so she kissed him back. She was suddenly very aware that she only had her underwear on, her hands blindly searched around her for her robe, but no luck.

The kiss ended and the man stepped back from her and reached over her shoulder and pulled on the curtain string.

"I want to see you..."

The light rushed in and she blinked furiously trying to get her eyes to adjust, she had no idea who was standing in front of her. He desperately fiddled with the string trying to alter the angle of the slats as he was now blinded by the light. While he was distracted she took the opportunity to check out the man whose kiss had made her feel like she was the sexiest woman on the planet. She gasped a little seeing his face, he was a baby, he couldn't have been more than 25. Her eyes ran down from his face and neck to the pecks she had already acquainted herself with. Her eyes widened a little as she reached his abs, they weren't a 6 pack, they were an 8 pack. She dared to go further, she could feel her cheeks burn as she reached the V at his waist. She wasn't sure how long she had been staring, surely he would have noticed her wandering eyes by now. She quickly darted her gaze back up to his head and noticed the large grin that now encapsulated his face, she knew immediately she was busted. He stepped closer and grasped her hand and slowly ran it down his chest and stomach, she flinched a little as he moved it further south. He stopped and dropped her hand sensing she wasn't into it.

"You weren't this shy last night..."

She stood there trying to remember the events of the previous night but they refused to reveal themselves.

"Let me remind you..."

The man smiled and wrapped his hands around her waist and flung her on to the bed, he jumped in next to her and leaned his torso over her. His mouth started to explore her neck and chest, she took a deep breath in and grasped the bed sheets at her side. He headed towards her belly button and she gripped the sheet tighter and moaned from the pleasure. His face came back to meet hers, she stared into his eyes for a moment and smiled, he leaned down and their tongues explored each other's mouths.

Suddenly she felt pressure, a crushing pressure on her chest, she couldn't breathe, she felt like she was suffocating. She pushed the gorgeous man off of her and bolted upright clutching her chest trying to catch her breath. He sat next to her completely confused at her reaction.

"Brooke?"

She sat there staring into space not registering the name had called her, he ran his finger down the small of her back trying to bring her back. She shivered at his touch and glanced towards him.

"Brooke?"

It hit her like a freight train, the events of the night before flashed through her mind. The multiple shots of tequila, the bumping and grinding and the sex, the dirty, nasty, sex. She blinked a few times trying to get the images to disappear.

She turned back to face the man who was patiently waiting for her to come back to earth, his expression full of concern.

She caught her breath and smiled slightly trying to reassure him that she was okay. His brow furrowed not believing her, she raised an eyebrow and pushed him backward and straddled his waist. She went to lean forward to kiss him but he reached out and held her shoulders with both hands forcing her to stop.

"Is everything okay?"

She refused to make eye contact and ran her index finger over his lips and down to his V, she smiled as she lowered her body towards him and whispered in his ear.

"Everything is fine..."

End of Chapter 1

I know this is short and you probably have questions but let me know what you thought! Xx