Total pages in book: 96
Estimated words: 92930 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 465(@200wpm)___ 372(@250wpm)___ 310(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92930 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 465(@200wpm)___ 372(@250wpm)___ 310(@300wpm)
---Your Stripper Roommate
That was kind of dumb.
Maybe I would keep it simple. I opened the flap to one of the bat wings and wrote, Welcome to the “House” inside.
My door was opened a crack, and I saw her walk down the hall to the bathroom, and soon after, the shower turned on. It was the perfect time to sneak the bat into her room. I started to second guess the generic message. It would seem too serious if I didn’t write something funny. So, I grabbed the pen and added something onto the other wing then examined the final note.
Welcome to the “House”. ---Jake
How’s Uncle Jesse?
Her room smelled like vanilla. The walls were bare and aside from the pink suitcase in the corner, it was relatively empty. A picture of her and some guy sat atop the dresser and made me wonder if it was her boyfriend.
I placed the origami bat on her nightstand and quietly slipped out of the room.
An old Nirvana song played on my iPod. My door was intentionally left open while I lay on my bed. A glimpse of her wet hair caught my eye as she hurried back to her room, and a smile spread across my face at the thought of her finding the bat. It dawned on me for the second time, that up until today, I hadn’t genuinely smiled or laughed in ages. At the same time, I knew I was playing a losing game in seeking attention from someone who wouldn’t even know who I really was.
I decided to take a shower to try to get my mind off her. Once I entered the bathroom, it became apparent that forgetting about Nina wasn’t going to be possible. The leftover steam from her shower filled the room. As I ran the hot water and tried to relax, Nina was everywhere. A strand of her blonde hair stuck to the tile wall. The smell of her coconut lime shampoo saturated the air.
Then, after I stepped out of the tub, a pair of flowery panties lying on the floor caught my eye.
Fuck.
I wasn’t sure whether to leave them there or pick them up. A thought crossed my mind that I didn’t want Ryan to find them. I didn’t know where this was coming from. All I knew was that the thought of him touching her underwear irked me.
Really irked me.
So, I picked them up and took them to my room.
Throwing on some black sweatpants, I decided to bring her the underwear. I knocked on the door, and when she opened, the look on her face proved she wasn’t exactly expecting me.
Her eyes trailed the length of my bare chest, and my abs tightened in response. She glanced down for a few seconds at my stomach, which was particularly ripped since I started working out a year ago on my lunch breaks at the office gym. The way her lips parted proved all of my hard work was worth it.
She finally looked up at me. “Ha…hi…what’s up?”
A tight tank top clung to her enormous breasts, her nipples protruding through the fabric.
Fuck. Me.
Wearing that, she was definitely not expecting me to knock on her door, and I was definitely not expecting to forget how to breathe. I couldn’t even remember why I’d come to her room.
Oh, yeah.
I reached into my pocket. “I found these on the bathroom floor…thought you might want them.”
She took them from me, looking adorably embarrassed. Glancing over to the corner of the room, I noticed the bat still sitting in the same spot on the nightstand and assumed she hadn’t seen it yet.
As if suddenly realizing that my eyes were making plans for the future with her beautiful tits, she crossed her arms over her chest.
Damn.
“Thanks,” she said.
Her face returned to the same shade of pink I recognized from earlier. I smiled in an attempt to downplay the now obvious tension between us. When I felt my dick twitch, that was my cue to step back into the hallway and return to my room. God, I needed to stay away from this girl, or I was gonna be in big trouble.
That night, I tossed and turned as one thought ran through my head like a broken record.
You can never have her.
CHAPTER 4
Present
“So, I take it you didn’t actually stick to your vow to stay away from her,” Mitch joked.
“Ugh…no.”
I looked down at my phone when a text from Nina came in.
I’m fine. But I need more time alone.
“Is that Nina?”
“Yeah. I promised not to text her but couldn’t help it. I needed to know she was okay. She says she’s fine but that she needs more time.”
“Time for what exactly?”
I shook my head and gazed out the window. Light snow was beginning to fall outside. “Time to think, I guess…time away from me.”