Page 6 of Screwed
Usually listening to her complain about their fights is annoying as hell, but right now, I welcome any distraction. She goes on and on about their fight and I turn everything off and set the alarm, agreeing with her about it all. I climb into bed and continue to listen to Zoey for over an hour.
“Zoey, how about we go out tomorrow? I could use a few drinks,” I say when she finally gives me a chance to talk.
“Being alone too much for you in that big house?” she jokes.
I let out a sigh and look at my closed door. “I’m not exactly alone.”
“What? You let me go on and on when you have a guy there. What the fuck is wrong with you?”
“Relax, it’s not like that. Jim’s son showed up and needed a place to stay,” I say, pulling the covers up a bit higher.
“No shit. What’s he like?” she asks.
“A cocky, intense, asshole.”
She laughs and I feel myself starting to join in. “So he’s hot as fuck right?”
“You have no idea.”
“Good luck with that, but yeah let’s go out tomorrow. First round’s on me,” she says.
After another twenty minutes we hang up and I turn off all the lights. As soon as my eyes close, I hear a noise and snap them open. Not even thinking, I climb out of bed and swing open the door.
“Oh shit, I’m sorry,” I yell and turn around.
Shawn stands in the hallway, wet hair from a shower in nothing but his blue boxers.
“Jana, you act like you’ve never seen a guy before, relax,” he says, laughing.
“Shut up, I’m going back to bed,” I mumble and go to close the door, which is met with resistance.
Turning around, I nearly bump into his solid bare chest and holy shit it’s unreal that this is real life because his body is by far the hottest, most muscular one I’ve ever seen.
“You have seen a guy before, haven’t you Jana? Or is it the fact you find me a cocky, intense, asshole too much for you,” he asks in a deep, sexy voice.
“What the hell?” I shriek, getting louder with each word. How does he know that?
He leans his solid body against my door jam and crosses his arms. “You think I’m hot as fuck, huh?”
“What the fuck, why would you even ask me that?” I ask, totally taken back by his forwardness and the fact he’s repeating my words by to me.
He shrugs and lets his eyes wander up and down my body. “I’m not asking Jana, I heard what you said. Is that why you’re so nervous around me?”
“You listened to my phone call? And I’m not nervous around you. It’s inappropriate that’s all,” I say, tripping over my words.
He laughs, shaking his head, causing his wet, messy, brown hair to fall into his face. “Nothing inappropriate about this. My cock isn’t out for you to see.” He moves in a little closer. “I might have heard what you were talking about on the phone.”
“Shawn, seriously get the hell out of my room,” I breathe out.
“Night Jana,” he says, grabbing onto the doorknob and pulling the door. Right before it’s closed, he sticks his head in and smirks. “Sweet dreams.”
Falling face first onto the bed, I know sleep isn’t going to come easily.
**
I wake up and smile with all the sunlight that floods this room. Rolling onto my side, I listen carefully to see if Shawn is awake yet. I don’t hear anything so I get up and go into the bathroom. I check the rest of the house when I’m finished and realize he’s not home. Smiling at the thought, I go back to my room to get dressed and get this day started. I’m excited to go out tonight with Zoey, so I’m going to relax most of the day.
Just as I’m about to slide off my sweats, I hear Shawn coming down the hallway. I open the door and I’m met by his sexy grin.
