He still looks a little pissed, but he also seems turned on, and he`s breathing hard. It`s a seriously good look on him, and I want to climb him like a tree.
He stares at my mouth, and I know my lips must be swollen from the kiss, and if I`d have to guess, I`d say he likes it because he looks like he`d like to pounce on me again. Please pounce on me again.
But of course, he doesn't. Instead, he grumbles something about going to take a shower and leaves the kitchen.
Max
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck! What the fuck did I do?
I can`t believe I just kissed Sophie. Oh hell, who am I kidding, I didn`t just kiss her. I practically had sex with her mouth. And not just usual sex but the angry, screw against a wall kind of thing. Yeah, that visual is not doing good things for the raging hard-on I have.
I don`t know why I did that; she`s not even my type. I mean, she`s beautiful and everything but hippie, pink-haired women are not what I usually go for. And she`s my friend for heaven`s sake! For a guy like me to find someone who fits that role as perfectly as she does is more than just rare.
I mean, she`s immune to my crankiness, she not only doesn't mind my sarcasm, but she gives as good as she gets, and she makes me laugh even when she's ridiculous. And she cooks like a goddess. She`s a fucking unicorn!
So what do I do? I go all caveman and kiss the shit out of her because it bothers me that she checked out other guys. What the actual fuck?
I take off my clothes and head for the shower. A very cold shower because, in spite of my fricking out about the complete mess I`ve made, my cock is very appreciative of what just happened.
It`s probably because I haven`t slept with anyone in quite some time. I`m not a fan of one night stands, and I haven`t dated in a while, so my cock is probably just protesting it`s lack of usage. Yeah, that must be it.
God, I hope that`s all it is because anything else would complicate matters.
Why did I do such a stupid thing? Oh yeah, it`s because I got jealous. Like really jealous, which is ridiculous because I have no right to be. She`s never once given me any sign she sees me as anything more than a friend. And besides, what if we`re not good as a couple? I don`t want to lose her as a friend.
I scrub my body roughly with a towel and put on a pair of shorts and a clean shirt, but when I start to open my bedroom door, I hesitate. What do I say?
Fuck, I`ll just wing it. I have to talk to her and stop acting like such a little bitch.
I go to her room and knock on the door. It takes a minute, but I eventually hear her telling me to come in.
She`s changed into a pair of shorts and a simple white shirt, and her hair is in a messy ponytail. It`s a look I`ve seen on her a million times already, but for some reason, I now find it sexy as hell.
Fuck my life.
She looks at me a bit uncertainly, and I hate the fact that I must have confused the hell out of her.
„I`m sorry, Sophie. For what happened earlier in the kitchen, I mean. I was way out of line, and I want to apologize for that and reassure you it won`t happen again.”
I must be imagining things because for a second there I think she looks disappointed.
„It`s okay. I mean, I`m not mad or anything, just a bit surprised. Why did you do it ?”
I rake a hand through my hair and consider how to answer that.
„To be honest, I don`t know. I guess I just got a bit jealous of you watching the guys at practice.”
„But why?”
„I guess I`m just used to getting your full attention, and apparently, I don`t share well with others. I already told you I don`t make friends easily, and I guess I`m just being possessive of one of my few friends.”
She nods, and I can`t help but feel she`s disappointed in my explanation. God, she must think I`m a stage five clinger or something.
„I promise it won`t happen again. I mean, you`re free to ogle whomever you want. It`s none of my business.”
Okay, saying that just felt wrong as hell.
She nods yet again, and it`s the first time in the three weeks since we`ve met that she looks sad, and it`s doing weird things to me. I don`t like it at all.
„As I said, don`t worry about it because I`m not mad. We`ll pretend it didn`t happen and go on as usual.”
Again, that just sounds wrong, but it`s the best I can hope for at this point.
„You want to order some take –out tonight? We can watch that new movie you wanted to see.”
I`m kind of desperate to get us back to our usual routine and reassure myself I didn`t screw everything up.
„Yes to the movie, no to the take-out. I`ll make the lasagna I promised, and since you worked so hard today, maybe we can splurge on some caramel popcorn. Also, Ema texted me earlier and said she was coming over tonight .”
She smiles at me, and even though it`s not her usual carefree smile, it still makes the panic I was feeling lessen. I would have preferred it if it were just the two of us tonight, but maybe it`s better if there`s a third party.
„Okay, that sounds good, but I want to help.”
I`m not handy in the kitchen, but I feel the need to
