My breath hitched, gasping for air as I noticed how dark his eyes had become. I felt how his chest rose with a speed that resembled my own. When his thumb stroked my cheek, there was a split second I thought he was going to kiss me.
I dipped my eyes to his lips, wetted from his tongue, glistening and so ready to claim mine. But he pushed me away, and I stumbled onto his bed.
I curled my lips in disdain, losing the flutter I’d felt earlier.
Nasty, big, huge son of a…. Argh!
“Let’s make a deal. You stay out of my room. I’ll prevent you from cleaning up my jizz.”
“Pfft,” I lamely retorted and got up, planting two palms on his chest and pushing him, I ripped myself from his mental grip. “Fine. Let someone else do that.” I walked further away from him and his seamen. “I don’t want to clean up your ji—room, anyway.”
“Eventually, you will,” he said cryptically before I closed the door on him.
Sticking out my tongue to erase my irritation, I remembered the key. Wildly, I padded my pockets and came up with nothing. The key, the fucking key! I’d let go of it while he’d scared me to death.
Nooo!
I fumed. Slamming the door to my own bedroom, I plopped on my bed to sulk. I was so close.
I couldn’t ever win.
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DITA
My phone buzzed. I sighed. Probably another rejection in my inbox. Absolutely adored those. It’s not that I needed a job.
Yes, I was being sarcastic.
I snatched it up, deciding to get the rejection over with as quickly as possible.
Unknown number: Yo, sexy bitch
O-kay?
Me: Who is this?
Unknown number: That hot chick that poured you a drink yesterday
Me: No one poured me any drinks
Unknown number: I am hot though
Me: You’ve got the wrong number
Unknown number: Don’t think so
Unknown number: Open the front door
I crossed the hallway and peeked through the black vertical blinds.
Ah, Steph.
The sun cascaded a glow onto the cute little freckled face. I smiled. I hadn’t expected to become friends with anyone so soon, and while she was a little crazy in the head, she was good people. I quickly added her to my contacts and joked along.
Me: Please tell me you’re not wearing a trench coat
Steph: Something better. Wanna see?