That Jason was arrested.
It doesn’t matter, though. There will never be a day that I don’t lock up at any sign of danger.
I’m almost happy to hear the sound of Mike laughing.
Just this once.
But that doesn’t last long when I realize he’s not alone. Along with his too-loud laugh, there’s another one with him, feminine, giggly. He shushes her loudly, and I can hear everything as clearly as if I were outside the door, because I’ve left the door open a crack.
Shit.
“Shh, you’ll wake up my roommate,” he tells her, but she giggles some more.
“Maybe I want to, is he cute?”
The sound of something hitting the wall right outside my door. “Should you be thinking about other guys right now?” His voice sounds different. Darker in a way that sends a chill down my spine.
My ears strain to hear the rest of their conversation, even though I know it’s wrong. What am I doing? Eavesdropping on my roommate.
But some part of me wants to know the answer to her question.
“I wasn’t going to kick you out. Maybe you could watch.”
He laughs out loud that time, and then it cuts off, muffled, like he put a hand over his mouth. But when he recovers from whatever was so funny, he must be over the conversation. “Enough about my roommate. Are you gonna suck my dick or not?”
That gets my heart pounding for a different reason.
Big hands in my hair.
My knees in the grass.
Darkness.
I can’t breathe.
There’s a sound, his head hitting the wall I think, and an actual moan. Right out there. She has her mouth on him, and he’s moaning, and I’m sitting here like a creep, listening.
Every ounce of panic leaves my body when he does it again, replaced by something I haven’t let myself feel in a long time.
Mike is loud.
Enthusiastic.
For someone who was worried about waking me up five minutes ago, he seems unbothered by the prospect now.
Maybe he wants to,my brain supplies.
What would Mike do if I went out there right now? If I caught him, backed up against the wall, pants around his ankles, his cock hard and—
In a girl’s mouth.
Right.
“Stop, stop,” he says, through deep breaths. “Won’t be able to fuck you if you make me come right now.”
“Fuck me right here.”
“I can’t, you know that. What wouldMr. Perfectsay if he caught us fucking in the hallway?” The girl giggles again, and she’s really starting to get on my nerves.
