SQUEEK. I heard the door open and I suddenly looked up at the person who was holding me. Jacob was still craddeling me and we were walking up the steps in an apartment. I had a yummy smelling jacket on top of me and I was sweating. Jacobs heat was really warm. I looked into his eyes.
"Your up." He whispered.
"How long have I been asleep?" I asked.
"An hour."
"Really? That long?!" I badgered.
"Yeah, I walked for a couple miles and then realized I didn't know where I was taking you, so I just walked to my place."
"You could have woken me up." I smiled at his thoughtfulness.
"No, your to cute when you sleep. I didn't want to ruin it." He smiled.
"Wait but what about a car?" I asked sucpicously, he had a car right?
"It was here, my dad, John, and I carpooled here together. I insisted on having them leave because I didn't know where I was going to take you then."
"Oh." He opened up another door after walking up all the flights of stairs. GEEZ! MAN ON CRACK HERE! HE MADE ME SEEM SO LIGHT! HE WASN'T EVEN OUT OF BREATH! I would be having a seizer right now if I were him!
The apartment smelt really good, just like him. It was a mixture of a sweet smell-but not girly- and colone. I breathed it in. The apartment was surprisingly tidy and had a flat screen in the living room and leather couches. The kitchen had stone and was very pretty with a view of the city. He walked me over the big bay window in the living room when he noticed it caught my attention. He sat down on the cushion and put me in his lap. Our faces rested up against the glass.
We were on top of a hill that overlooked the city, the lights and the views. It reminded me of my child hood. I laid down more so I was rested in between his legs and my head on his stomach. His stomach was hard, but it wasn't not comphy. Crap, I should probably call the girls, there probably worrying. I got out my cell phone and called Erin. Ring, Ring.
"Hello?" Erins groggy tired voice answered. She couldn't be sleeping, it was like 9 o'clock.
"Its me." I spoke softly.
"Ysanne? What the f*ck do you want!"
"Well I didn't want you to be worried, im okay." I reassured her.
"Its 1 o'clock in the morning!" Wow it was already 1o'clock! Geez, "I don't care!" CLICK. She hung up the phone.
"My friends love me all right," I chuckled putting the phone back in my pocket.
"I love…" he stopped mid sentence and went silent. Already I too, felt like I knew him so much more then we did. He squeazed me and I yelped a bit. His elbow hit my boob!
"Ouch!" I grabbed my boob reflexively.
"Oh im sorry." He apologized.
"Its okay." I forgave relaxing again.
"Well, what should we do? Should I take you home?" I didn't say anything. I was really tired and I didn't feel like leaving. I felt like I would miss him too much, but this was going way to fast for me. He took my hint and lifted me up off of him. He walked to his bedroom and I followed in behind him. He opened up his drawer and got out some boxers and shorts, and then he got out a big t-shirt. He handed me the t-shirt. I hugged it. It smelt just like him.
"The bathroom is over there," he pointed to a white door in the living room, "you can clean up and take a shower." He smiled. "Oh and the towels are in the cabnet."
"Okay." I walked over to the door and went in closing the door behind me. The bathroom was nice too. It had white tiles a tub, and a shower. I stripped off my clothes and look at myself in the mirror. I looked filthy. My cheeks were red my hair was frizzy and my mouth tasted gross. How could he find me attractive, or "tempting." I grabbed a towel from the cabnet and put it on the toilet.
I turned on the water and hopped in.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" I screamed ear piercelingly. The water was freezing.
"WHAT?!" Jacob was in the bathroom in a second. He was completely naked. So was I. I stopped and let the numb water drip onto my head. I swear I was about to faint. I stared at him motionless like a robot. Not able to get my limbs to move. I was partly frozen because of the water, and partly frozen because of what had happened. My skin was getting sharp needles and I had to step out of the water. I stepped out of the shower as the water still ran. I was dazed. This was just a dream I tried to reassure myself. Suddenly I realized this was NOT a dream and I was standing in front of the hottest man alive in my friggen BIRTHDAY SUIT!
I went to grab the towel off the toilet but slipped on the water that had dripped off of me. I sprawled onto the ground- on my stomach- instantly. He went to grab me but he too, slipped on the water and fell halfway on top of me. His leg was on top of mine. AHHHHHHHHHH! He tried to get up but kept slipping on all the water I had made. COULD THIS GET ANY WORSE? He rolled off of me and then I tried to get up but I couldn't get the grip. I army craweled to the toilet to heave myself up. I stood up wobbily and he did the same, getting grip also. I grabbed the towel and wrapped it around me quickly. I blushed and tried to hide my face. He walked over to the shower –WHAT WAS HE DOING- turned the handle so it was warm and looked at me.
"Im sorry." He apologized. I cringed embarrassed. JUST GET OUT! He walked out of the bathroom and I couldn't help but glance at his butt. It was tan and muscular! HOW DO YOU HAVE A TAN BUTT? Spray tan, nude beach? Or even a muscular butt for that matter. Well who cares, it was attractive. I cringed again at my dirty thoughts.
I went into the warm shower and rinsed out my hair. Ew it smelt like throw up! I used some of Jacob's man shampoo and conditioner. Yum. After scrubbing down my whole body twice I turned off the shower. I dried my self off and combed my hair with my fingers and slipped on the oversized T. I didn't have any undies because mine was wet. Oh well who cares! Wet will do! I walked out off the bathroom slowly feeling very self conscious in my skimpy outfit. I crossed my arms over my boobs protectively. I didn't have a bra on!
Jacob was in the living room setting up the fueton couch. He had his shorts on and no shirt. He muscles looked flexed. Oh boy, oh boy, was he attractive. I walked over slowly to him. He turned around and looked at me. I blushed.
"I am sorry." I looked away.
"For what?" he laughed.
"Well, uhh, screaming?"
"No harm done." He reasurred. Maybe not to you! "Okay well you can hunker down in my room tonight." He smiled.
"No I can take the couch."
"Its fine." He laughed.
"No really, I would rather have the couch." Not really but I didn't want to intrude.
"Ysanne."
"What?" I asked.
"Just get in the bed." I pouted at his masculan authority over me. I to the bed pulled down the covers and snuggled in. His bed was comfy. I fell asleep quickly.
