Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns everything Twilight. No copyright infringement is intended.
A/N: Thanks to Jax713 for pre-reading and to mcc101180 for beta-ing.
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I run home. I don't walk, I don't jog— I run. I was hoping it would help me burn off some steam, but it's not working, and I'm still hard when I arrive.
It has been too long since I've been with a woman— four years since I broke up with Tanya—and even before that, I had never felt in so little control of myself as today.
It's just... It's been too long. That's it. That's all.
I can't get Bella out of my head— her freckles, her smile, her eyes— even those bangs that used to annoy the hell out of me, now seem to complement her face so beautifully.
I storm through my apartment as I strip off my sweat-drenched clothes.
Where is this coming from all of the sudden? I've known Bella for weeks! Why am I only noticing her now? This doesn't make any sense.
I haven't been with someone in so long… It has got to be that. Now Bella is everywhere— she's in my lab; she's in my gym, smelling like a deliciously fresh morning and messing with my head.
How is it possible that she has gotten under my skin so suddenly? Why can't I think straight?
I groan as I step in the shower and let the warm water run over my body.
She's a baby for fuck's sake!
She has got to be what, nineteen, twenty? She probably can't even drink yet!
I've reached a new low, I decide, banging my head on the shower wall.
It feels like it was just yesterday that I was disgusted by the idea of James going after her. And now? Now I'm no better than James. I probably had pervert written all over my face as I ogled her while she worked out.
How's that for irony?
God, I hope I don't see her again at the gym. That is going to be distracting, and possibly dangerous.
For fuck's sake, she's my undergrad!
That has got to be against some rule, right? There must be a non-fraternization policy, right?
God, I hope there isn't one.
This is so wrong. I shouldn't be thinking this way.
None of it matters though— I'm still fantasizing it's her hands and not mine that are stroking me right now.
When did I become such a perv?
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A/N: Did I mention he's all over the place?
One more later today! Happy weekend!
