His head twisted back and forth, stretching. "You drank too much and came here because you didn't want to get in trouble, then we went to bed. That's about it."
"We didn't uhhhhhh." My voice trailed off waiting for him to finish my sentence and answer me. My eyes roamed around his bedroom looking everywhere but at him. His room had to be the master bedroom because it was gigantic. The walls were painted a light gray similar to mine. A few posters and pictures hung along the walls, but there was nothing personal. No pictures, sports memorabilia or anything like what used to be in Tanner's room. The room was pretty tidy for a guy's room except for the tiny pile of clothes lying on the floor. Other than that, it was pretty much spotless. I looked back and forth to each wall three times, still waiting on his answer and getting nothing. There was no way in hell my mouth was going to form those words out loud for him.
"No Daisy," he rasped, blowing out a breath, "we didn't fuck last night so you can settle your fine ass down." Well, I wasn't thinking those exact words but it didn't surprise me he would call it "fucking." That's all he did with girls. Relief washed through me at his confirmation. Now, I just needed to get the hell out of there.
I raced around the side of the bed, stepping over the pile of clothes on the floor, and rushed towards the door. Keegan jumped out of bed at the same time, beating me to my destination. The small rat below us started to jump around on his hind legs, loudly barking and causing the pounding in my head to throb faster. Keegan's bare-chested body formed a barrier between the door and me. Crossing his arms over his chest, his lips formed a smirk and my eyes traced down his body fully taking in his clothes, or lack thereof. The only thing covering his body was a tiny pair of boxer briefs that hung low on his hips, showing off the deep V that disappeared below them.
"Where do you think you're going?" he asked. The tiny dog continued to yap, jumping around in tiny circles in an attempt to make my head explode. Keegan's fingers snapped loudly, getting the dog's attention. "No bark," he commanded, pointing his finger down at the suddenly silent, obedient dog.
"Uh home," I spat out like duh. I attempted to maneuver around his body to get through the door, but he stopped me by putting an arm on each side of the doorframe. I stepped back, watching his chest in front of me move with laughter. Asshole.
"What is so funny?" I demanded, narrowing my eyes. My hand was itching to smack the smile off his face.
"You see," he started to explain, leaning back on the heels of his feet, "it would be very interesting to see you walk through your front door and explain why you're wearing that." I followed his gaze skimming down my body. Oh hell, the asshole had a point. A t-shirt two sizes too big was covering my upper half while an oversized pair of Nike shorts with the drawstring pulled tight was wrapped around my waist. Neither item belonging to me, but I had a hunch of who the owner was.
"Now I can't be positive," his index finger went to the edge of his mouth in a sarcastic gesture, "but I think that might be a dead giveaway you didn't stay at Cora's last night. Unless Cora has turned into a guy and in that case, I’d better let my cousin know." Shit. If my parents found out I was out partying all night, they would most likely force me to come home.
"Where is my bag?" I asked, realizing this was an easy fix. He opened his mouth to say something, but I put my hand up. “Hold on, how the hell did I get out of my clothes and into yours?"
"How do you know they're mine?"
"Don't be an idiot," I snarled, annoyed. "Answer my question". My hand went to my hip and I kicked my leg out to the side.
"Whoa, calm down there. You're going to scare Theo." Theo jumped at the sound of his name and nuzzled his head against Keegan's foot. "I had to change your clothes because you were so wasted off your ass you could barely stand, let alone take your clothes off. I didn't think you would want to sleep in puke and beer covered clothes, so I changed them. Plus, there was no way in hell I was letting you in my bed covered in that dirty shit." Sweet baby Jesus, he saw me puke and naked.
The excruciating pain in my head magnified and insecurity sunk into my thoughts of him seeing my bare body. Warmth filled my cheeks, wondering what he thought about what he saw and how I compared to all the other girls he's seen.
"Don't worry," he said, holding up his fingers in some sort of oath. "I didn't look at anything. Scouts honor.”
I snorted. "You are far from a boy scout."
"True," he snickered, "but I did eat the brownies." Oh my god! He didn't even try to control the obnoxious grin..
"I was a brownie, you jackass." My foot stomped. "Seriously Keegan, where is my bag?"
"I'm not really sure. I didn't have the chance to get it last night." Meaning it was most likely still over at Cora's house. I needed to talk to her or Gabby ASAP to figure out what all went down at the party because there was no way I was going to embarrass myself asking him questions I didn't necessarily want the answers to.