“Deal.” He yanks the comforter down and grabs the pillows from the floor, arranging them in a row down the middle. “We can even have our own comforters. What side do you usually sleep on? Left or right? I usually sleep on the right, but if that’s your preferred side, you have it.” He looks at me expectantly.
I shrug. Dorm beds are tiny so it’s hard to say which side I gravitate to. “I can take the left.”
“You’re sure?”
“Yeah. I’m sure.” He’s still shirtless.
What if he gets into bed and he’s wearing nothing but those pants? How will I sleep two feet away from him and his bare chest and his glorious muscles and exceptional hotness?
“There’s an extra set of clothes in the bathroom,” I blurt.
He runs his hand over his chest and glances at my bare legs. “Cool. I’ll just get ready.” He spins around and heads for the bathroom. I watch the muscles in his back and admire his ass.
I definitely won’t be getting much sleep.
While he’s in the bathroom, I send a quick message to my best friend. We met online a year ago and both loveLord of the Rings. We’ve never met in person, but we exchange messages daily through our fanfic chat.
Earlier she asked if we were hit by the storm. I told her our dorm flooded thanks to the sprinklers, and now we were stuck in a hotel down the street for the foreseeable future.
@legagornsandwich
Remember the hockey player I’m lusting after?
@therealophelia
How could I forget? Is he in the hotel with you?
@legagornsandwich
He’s my roommate for the night.
@therealophelia
Seriously????? HOW?
@legagornsandwich
Gender neutral first name. They made a mistake and put us together.
And there is only one bed.
@therealophelia
OMG
OMFGGGGGGGGGG
Ride him like a bucking bronco.
@legagornsandwich
In my dreams. Literally.
The water stops running in the bathroom.
@legagornsandwich
He’s coming out of the bathroom soon. Wish me luck.