One Wild Night

Bryan woke up the next morning with one hell of a headache, and he knew he was paying the price for drinking too much the previous evening. He sat up when he remembered why he had consumed so much alcohol. It was that green-eyed witch, he thought as he raised both hands to his head that was aching so badly as though it was going to fall off if he hung it at the wrong angle.

He glanced to his side, expecting to see her lying on the bed next to him, but she wasn't there. Where could she have gone to? Had she left again, like she had done the last time? He wondered as he managed to get out of the bed. He walked into the living room, but there was no trace of her there. He checked the other two spare bedrooms but still did not see her. He had a worried frown on his face now as he returned to his bedroom. He decided to take pain medication for his head before going to search for her. Perhaps she had passed out somewhere. The last thing he wanted was for his fake fiancee to be found lying dead in his house.

After taking the pain medication he wore a robe over the boxer shorts and yellow t-shirt which he was still wearing. He had no idea how his trousers had come off, but he was glad he hadn't woken up naked. The last thing he wanted was for the green-eyed witch to tell him that they had sex and she was pregnant with his child.

He heard the patio door open as he stepped out of the bedroom into the living room, and the green-eyed witch catwalked into the living room dressed in a wet red-colored bikini that clung to her body like a second skin, and a towel wrapped around her waist. Her long blonde hair was dripping wet, and she had a smile on her face as she looked at him.

"Good morning darling," she greeted with a cheerful smile as she walked up to him and kissed him on the lips before walking towards the bedroom.

Bryan didn't know what to say to her so he just followed her and watched as she let the towel fall on the floor before stepping into the walk-in bathroom with glass doors. A part of him was relieved that she hadn't left while he was sleeping as she had done the last time. Another part of him was worried, as he tried to figure out how long she intended to carry on with this madness.

"Darling, please do you mind getting my stuff from the car?" She asked from the bathroom as she turned on the shower.

Without saying a word Bryan picked up his phone and the car keys and walked out of the bedroom. Once he was inside the elevator he scrolled through his phone to check the calls he had missed before dialing Matt's line, since he had missed Matt's call twice the previous evening, and once that morning.

"Hey! Where have you been?" Matt asked in a concerned tone.

"Passed out on my bed, thanks to the green-eyed witch," Bryan said, and Matt chuckled.

"Green-eyed witch? Should I assume you are referring to your beautiful fiancee? Don't tell me you passed out after too many rounds of banging her," Matt asked in a teasing tone.

"I would rather cut off my dick than fuck that witch."

"I'd love to watch you eat your words," Matt said with a chuckle.

"Not going to happen, trust me. So when are you coming over?" Bryan asked impatiently as he put on his crocs slippers and left the house, headed for the parking lot.

"Coming over?" Matt repeated the question.

"Yeah? You promised to help me get rid of her, didn't you? If I remember correctly you're not very busy at the moment, so come over so you can meet her. I don't know how long she plans to be here, but I don't want to be alone with her," Bryan pleaded.

"Are you sure about that?" Matt asked thoughtfully.

"Trust me when I say I want nothing more than to put an end to this relationship and get her as far away from me as possible. So please leave whatever you are doing and come save a brother. Take this as a save my soul call," Bryan pleaded as he automatically unlocked the car and raised Sonia's luggage out of the trunk.

"If you insist. I'll be there before sunset." Matt promised before hanging up.

Bryan decided to stay back and give Tom a call before returning inside. He had failed to check in on Tom to find out if he had accomplished his assignment the previous day. And he was yet to give him his assignment for the new day, Bryan thought as he sat down at the edge of the open car trunk before dialing Tom's line.

"Great that you finally decided to give me a call. I was just about to send out a search party for you," Tom muttered irritably once he received the call.

"You seem to be in a foul mood, did something happen?" Bryan asked curiously since Tom was hardly the sort to lose his temper.

Tom took in a deep breath to calm himself, "You're not going to believe this. Even I find it difficult to believe, but it's true. Your fiancee just happens to be my girl's best friend," Tom said, sounding very anxious.

"What? You've got to be kidding me!" Bryan muttered in disbelief. How was that possible? It didn't even make sense.

"I wish I was. You know what this means, right? You have to get rid of my pictures or anything you have of me that could expose my identity," Tom said urgently.

"Hold on a minute, how is this possible? It doesn't even make any sense. Of all the girls in the world, that..." Bryan took in a deep breath to calm himself so as not to give himself away, "You mean Sonia is your girl's best friend?"

"Yeah. I'm just as surprised as you are," Tom said with a sigh, "I hope you haven't told her anything about me yet?" Tom asked hopefully.

"No, I haven't. But how did you find out?" Bryan asked curiously.

"I overheard them both talking over the phone, and Lucy asked her to find out what she could from you," Tom explained.

Bryan's eyes narrowed thoughtfully as he recalled snippets of Sonia's conversation with Lucy that first day he had met her. Sonia had mentioned the name, Tom. And he grinned when he remembered that she had said something about a neighbor with benefits, and he also remembered hearing her ask her friend to have sex with the handyman. So that handyman he had been feeling sorry for was his own brother? What a lovely twist.

"Hm. Small world, isn't it? Don't worry, I will do my best to keep your identity from her," Bryan promised.

"So I suppose you know Lucy?" Tom asked, making Bryan raise a brow.

"I'm hearing the name for the first time today," Bryan said without thinking.

"How come you don't know the name of your fiancee's best friend? I found out about Sonia the first night I spoke to Lucy. What do you spend time talking about if you don't even know the people who are close to her?" Tom asked with disapproval, and Bryan realized his error.

Being the smart actor he was, he quickly came up with an answer, "Maybe I spend my time doing other fun things, rather than talking and that's why we are engaged now," Bryan said jocularly making Tom chuckle.

He knew he was going to have to tell Tom the truth about his false engagement to Sonia soon, else Sonia's bestie was going to beat him to it, and then Tom would likely get mad. But he couldn't tell Tom about it at the moment. The timing was wrong, and he needed to get back to Sonia with her luggage so she could find something to change into.

"Well, just make sure you get to know her unless of course, you'd like to get divorced as other celebrities do," Tom said, and he added, "Also, I'll like you to find out more about Lucy from her if you don't mind."

"Hmm. I will see what I can do. What about Lucy? How did it go with the assignment yesterday?" Bryan asked, and listened attentively as Tom told him all that happened the previous day, only leaving out their discussion in her apartment since he hadn't told her about their night together. He could only hope that she hadn't told Sonia about it, which he highly doubted. He prayed that Sonia wouldn't mention anything regarding that to Bryan.

"Brilliant! So I suppose you're going to be dressing up today as the boss?" Bryan asked thoughtfully.

"That was what I was doing before you called," Tom said, looking at his reflection in the mirror. He had attached the fake beards and mustache already, and the wig was also positioned on his head.

"Good. Your assignment today... Have someone else deliver her lunch. Don't show up for it. If she calls don't respond either. Make sure whoever delivers her lunch tells her you are having lunch with someone else."

Tom smiled, knowing that was the one step forward and two steps backward strategy which Lucy had talked about, "I will do just that," He said with a nod. He had been trying to figure out the best way to apply her lesson, but now that Bryan had given him the idea, it was simple.