The thinest line between love and hate

The thinest line between love and hate

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

i hated him, but i needed his help, could i cope with him and my annoying family at my sisters wedding, only time would tell.

Summary

i hated him, but i needed his help, could i cope with him and my annoying family at my sisters wedding, only time would tell.

Chapter1 (v.1) - The thinest line between love and hate

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i hated him, but i needed his help, could i cope with him and my annoying family at my sisters wedding, only time would tell.

Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: July 11, 2015

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Chapter Content - ver.1

Submitted: July 11, 2015

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Jess answered her phone on the first ring.

“Hello”

I could tell I had just woken her.

“Sorry for calling so late”

I sighed.

“What’s wrong Jules?”

She asked, sounding concerned.

“Paul left me”

“What, I thought he was going to propose?”

“So did I. Seems I was wrong. He was planning to leave, not propose. That’s why he has been all secretive lately. He has an apartment, and a new job lined up in Seattle”

“Oh god, I’m so sorry honey. What an absolute cunt”

I laughed, loving how she always managed to put a smile on my face, even in the darkest moments.

“He never deserved you honey, you can do so much better than him”

“Not before this weekend I can’t”

I had my sister’s wedding to attend this weekend. Everybody was so excited about meeting Paul. Angie, of course, didn’t believe he would come with me. He had put off coming for the last few visits, why would her wedding change anything? That was her opinion.

The things she had said, made me realise, she didn’t think he actually existed. She thought I was making up a relationship, because I was jealous that she had found the one. I hated that side of her.

“Angie will love this; she already thought I was lying about him”

“So don’t tell her”

“I’m sure she will realise he isn’t with me Jess”

“So ask someone else to go with you, like a stand in”

“Who the hell can I ask to do that?”

“Sam would do it, for a price”

I shuddered at the thought.

“A whole weekend with your brother, does not sound like an idea of fun to me”

“Oh come on, I know he can be a knob head, but he’s good at what he does. Nobody would know he wasn’t Paul”

I thought about what she was suggesting. Sam was an actor for the local theatre, he was a great actor apparently, and he would do anything for cash. He had been saving up for a new house for years. Any type of work he could get, he would jump at the chance.

The problem was that I hated him. Calling him a knob head, was tame, compared to some of the names I could think up for him. I had known him for 7 years, and in that time he had relentlessly teased, and berated me, whenever I saw him.

“I don’t know Jess, I’ll think about it. Sorry I woke you up, I’ll call you tomorrow”

“Ok honey, are you sure you’re ok?”

“I’m fine. If not for the wedding, I’d be going out on the prowl this weekend”

We both let out a laugh.

“Goodnight Jess”

“Goodnight babe”

We hung up, and I went to get changed for bed. I was about to get into bed, when my phone rang. When I saw the caller I.D, I sighed. I slid the bar across, answering.

“Hay Angie, what are you doing up so late?”

“Oh there is still so much to do Julie”

She knew I hated being called that, but she did it to piss me off.

“What can I do for you Angie?”

“I was hoping you and Paul could come up early”

The way she said Paul, had my blood boiling. God, she could be a bitch.

“How early are we talking?”

“Wednesday instead of Friday. Jeff’s sister had an accident, and she broke her leg. She can’t chip in with the final details that need doing. I need your help”

I sighed. That only left me one day to find a Paul replacement.

“I don’t know Angie, I have a lot on”

I honestly didn’t, but the thought of being at home for almost a week, sounded just dreadful. Not only was Angie a bitch most of the time, my mum was just as bad. She nagged me relentlessly about my life choices. I had the wrong job, I lived in an unsafe area, and I hardly ever came home to visit. I could never do right.

Dad was the only one who supported me in whatever choices I made. He was the one I felt bad for mostly. He had been so looking forward to meeting the man I was with. I didn’t want to disappoint him.

“Please Jules, I really need you”

She pleaded. I knew when she called me Jules, she was being sincere.

“Ok”

I sighed.

“I’ll see what I can do”

“Thank you, you’re a life saver. See you and Paul Wednesday”

She hung up before I could answer. Once again, my bratty little sister gets her own way. I had a serious issue now. Who would I ask to come with me? I had a few male friends I could ask, but at such short notice?

Oh god, Sam was looking like my only option. I jumped in bed, and tried to get some sleep. By the time sunrise came around, I decided it was pointless even trying to sleep now. I jumped up, and got dressed for a jog. A good run always cleared my head.

When I got back home, and had showered. I was no closer to any solution. It would have to be Sam. I called Jess.

“Hay, Angie wants me home by tomorrow. She needs help with some last minute bits. I need someone to pretend to be Paul, however fucked up it is”

I sighed.

“Would Sam do it?”

I cringed.

“I have no doubt he would. But as I said, I doubt he’d do it for free”

“I’ll pay him £500 for each day. He can just fly up on the Friday; he doesn’t have to come up with me. I’ll even pay for his ticket”

“I will ask him, can you hang on?”

“Yeah sure”

I heard her yelling his name. God, how had I got here? I really did hate this man. I hoped he wouldn’t embarrass me, just for fun.

“Hi”

I heard him say suddenly. I hadn’t expected him to come on the phone.

“Oh hi”

“So, I believe you have finally relented, and you want me”

He laughed.

“Fuck off Sam, will you do it or not?”

“One condition”

“What’s that?”

“I come with you on Wednesday. The longer I’m there the more I earn right?”

God he was so smug.

“I’ll pay you for the extra days. There is no need for you to come with me”

“I don’t accept money for nothing. Besides, you want everyone to believe you have this loving relationship yes?”

“Yes”

“Then let’s show them”

“I don’t want to go overboard”

“Jesus Jewel, will you just chill out and let me do what I’m best at. I’ll pick you up Wednesday, what time is the flight?”

“10.30am”

“See you then”

He passed the phone back to Jess.

“I’m sorry Jules, he really is a prick. I’ll give you some money toward it”

“Don’t be stupid, I’m the one who needs his help. Oh god, he won’t do anything to embarrass me will he?”

“This is what he does honey, and he is very good at it. You would know that if you had ever come to any of his plays. Just give him a chance, trust him for once”

“I trust you, never him”

I huffed.

“That’s better than nothing. I have to go and get ready for work, call me when you get there tomorrow”

“I will, love you”

“Love you too baby girl”

We hung up. I spent the day packing. My nerves were so on edge. I hoped I could pull this off. I couldn’t stand the humiliation of being found out. Angie would love that. I only managed to get an hour sleep that night, so when Sam picked me up, I was like a zombie.

“Wow, you look like shit”

He grinned.

“Don’t start Sam; I’m really not in the mood”

I snapped.

“Sam, who is Sam, I’m Paul”

He smugly smiled at me. I let out a long sigh, and just laid my head back, closing my eyes. We drove in silence, and even made it through check in, without him making any smarmy comments.

When the plane took off I turned to face him.

“Ok, so the story is, we met through work. You are a clerk, in the law office where I work. That way you won’t get anybody asking you any legal advice”

He nodded.

“We have been dating for just over a year”

“Got it”

“You know all my family’s names, so we don’t have to cover that. I have booked us into a hotel. They only had one room, but I will take the sofa”

The side of his mouth turned up.

“What”

I asked.

“I’m sure we can share a bed Jewel, I think I can control myself”

My cheeks reddened. I hadn’t shared a bed with anybody but Paul, ever.

“We’ll sort it out when we get there”

I muttered.

“Anyway, that’s all you need to know really”

“Is that all you told your family about Paul?”

“Well, I hardly see them”

“I would have thought if you were so loved up, you would have gushed about him, especially to Angie”

“I’m not the gushing type”

I snarled. I turned away, and looked out the window. He was winding me up already. How would I cope for 5 days? I must have fallen asleep, because I was suddenly aware of an arm around my shoulder. I opened my eyes and glanced up.

Sam had his head back, and his eyes closed. My head was resting on his chest. I looked at him and sighed. Why did he have to be such a dick, he was so hot. The problem was he knew he was hot.

I remembered the first time I had met him. Jess and I had known each other for about a year. He came to pick her up one night, after too many drinks at my house. When I had opened my door to him, I had almost tripped over my own tongue.

He was spectacularly gorgeous. He was really tall and broad shouldered. His skin was sun kissed, and flawless. His hair was cropped close to his head, and dark. And his eyes, omg those eyes, they were almost black in colour, and they looked right through you.

He had smiled at me, and dimples cratered in his cheeks. Christ he was wow.

“I’m here for my sister”

He said, in a sexy deep voice.

“She’s here”

I had muttered, still staring. I was very inebriated, and making such a fool of myself.

“Well, as I believe it was you who called me, I’m sure I already know that honey. Now be a good girl and fetch her. I have places I need to be”

Asshole, I thought. That was the moment I realised he was a total prick. And it had gotten worse since then. Jess often bought Sam on our nights out.

“He doesn’t have many friends”

She would say.

“Yeah, and we know why”

I’d sigh.

“Just give him a chance”

And I had. I had given him chance after chance, but he always seemed to pick on me. I wish I knew why.

“Comfy are we?”

He laughed. I jumped up.

“I can’t help what I do in my sleep”

I snapped again.

“Maybe, but the extra 5 minutes you laid there awake, I’m sure you could help that”

He smiled. My insides boiled over.

“Why do you always have to be like this?”

I yelled, attracting attention from a few passengers.

“You’re going to get us kicked off the plane, unless you calm down”

I took a deep breath.

“Look, I have hardly slept for 2 days, I was exhausted. I was comfortable, so shoot me”

He smiled again.

“Jewel, you are going to have to stop snapping at me, if we are supposed to look like a couple in love. You have to stop showing how much you hate me”

I gaped at him. I didn’t realise he knew how I felt about him.

“I don’t hate…”

“Don’t lie, I get it, I can be annoying. But we have to act differently if we are going to pull this off. Just stop taking everything I say to heart”

“Then stop being suck a prick”

I smiled back at him. He held out his hand.

“Deal”

I shook it, and felt like we had achieved a truce. We didn’t speak the rest of the flight, nor when we got in the rental car, or the whole journey to the hotel. I was still so tired, and I knew if we spoke, he would probably wind me up, so silence was the best option.

Once we had checked in, he grabbed all the bags and headed for the elevator.

“I can carry my own bags”

I muttered. He nudged me with his shoulder.

“What type of a boyfriend would I be, if I didn’t carry your bags honey?”

When he called me honey, my stomach flipped. What the fuck was that? I ignored it and just nodded. He was obviously in character now, so I had to try and get in the right frame of mind too.

“Thanks baby”

I smiled. We got to the room, and I opened the door. He dropped all my bags in the doorway.

“I’m sure you can manage from here”

He said over his shoulder, as he headed for the bedroom with his own bags. I sighed again. He just loved pushing my buttons. I decided, for the next few days at least, I would not rise to it, so much for our truce.

I followed him into the bedroom, and placed my bags at the bottom of the bed. I turned to leave the room.

“Aren’t you going to unpack?”

“Why bother”

“All your clothes will be creased”

“They do have irons you know”

Again I snapped at him.

“Fine, I just thought I’d ask”

I sat on the edge of the bed.

“I’m sorry Sam; I know I’m being ratty. I’m just tired, and I hate being here”

“Paul”

He reminded me.

“Paul. Oh god, this isn’t going to work is it”

I held my head in my hands. I felt him sit next to me.

“Jewel, look at me”

I reluctantly turned my head, meeting his eyes.

“It’s really not that hard to act a certain way. Do you find me attractive?”

“What”

I gasped.

“It’s a simple question”

I shrugged.

“I guess, yes ok, yes you are obviously attractive”

“And I think you are gorgeous, so acting like we like each other, won’t be too hard. It’s just pretending. Be with me, how you were with him, and in return I promise to lay off. I know I wind you up, I will stop, for this week at least”

He smiled the first genuine smile I had ever seen from him. He always looked so smug or smarmy when he smiled. I smiled back.

“Ok, so are you ready to go and meet everybody?”

He stood up and held out his hand.

“Let’s do it”

I placed my hand in his, and it was so warm and soft. Again my stomach flipped slightly. What the hell was that about? We arrived at my parent’s house, and I took a deep breath. Sam grabbed my hand.

“Relax Julie, you’ll be fine”

He called me Julie, and however much I hated that name, hearing him say it, in his sexy tone, send me tingling. What the hell was happening to me? Why was he having weird effects on me, this had never happened.

We climbed out, when we saw my father open the door.

“Daddy”

I said, running into his open arms.

“Baby, I have missed you”

He sighed, holding me tight.

“Me too dad”

I saw Sam approach us, and I pulled away. Tucking my arm into his, I smiled.

“Dad, this is Sa…erm Paul, Paul this is my father Steven”

He held his hand out to my dad.

“It’s a pleasure to finally meet you sir”

He smiled.

“You too son, call me Steven, please come inside”

He led the way, and I gave Sam a grimaced look. I had almost called him Sam. He ran his hand across my cheek.

“Relax”

He whispered. I felt my whole body tingle. God I loved this side of him, I thought. Then I instantly removed that thought from my mind. Get a grip Jules. I internally scolded myself.

My mum was the next person we saw.

“Julie honey, how are you? It’s been so long”

“I was here 2 months ago mum”

I replied. She gripped my shoulders.

“Let me look at you”

She scanned me, with her disapproving look.

“Have you put on weight? You’re not pregnant are you?”

“Jesus mum, no I’m not pregnant”

“Leave the girl alone Annabelle”

My father moaned.

“I’m only asking Steven, taking an interest in our daughter”

“Well, let her in the door, before your interest lets out all the warmth”

I couldn’t help giggling. My father was the only person I knew, who could shut my mother up. She walked into the living room, and we all followed.

“Mum, this is Paul, Paul this is my mum Anna”

“So nice to finally meet you Paul. We were sure you were a figment of Julie’s imagination”

She laughed. Sam slipped his arm around my shoulder.

“I often think I’m imagining her to be honest. I don’t have a clue how I got so lucky”

My mum stared at him.

“Well, isn’t that sweet”

She smiled, and reached for his hand.

“It’s a pleasure”

She said sincerely. Oh my god, he had won her over, in a matter of moments. How the hell did that happen? I glanced up at him, and he winked. God he really was good at what he did.

I heard a squeal from behind me. Angie came running into the room. She hugged me tight.

“Julie, I am so happy you are here, everything is hectic”

I hugged her back.

“Don’t worry about anything; we’ll sort it all out”

I reassured her. She let go of me, and looked up at Sam.

“Wow”

She gasped.

“Angie, this is Paul”

“She said you were fit, but wow”

“Angie”

I gasped.

“Oh shut up, we’re practically family. So when are you going to propose to my sister? She’s not getting any younger”

“Oh my fucking God. Angie shut the hell up”

“Language Julie”

My mum snapped. I felt like my head was about to explode. Sam again wrapped his arm around me.

“I would gladly marry her anytime, but it’s for us to decide when”

He grinned at Angie. She laughed.

“Well, he’s a keeper”

Holding her hand out, she gazed up at him.

“Paul, welcome to the madhouse”

He shook her hand.

“It’s great to be here”

We all headed into the kitchen, and there were so many people there, I almost turned and ran out. Aunties and uncles I hadn’t seen in so many years. Cousins I had never met, and of course my wonderful grandparents. I hugged then tight.

“Jules my darling girl”

My grandma said, as she hugged me.

“And this must be your gentleman friend”

Sam held his hand out.

“Don’t be silly, come here young man”

She hugged him.

“Thank you for making my wonderful granddaughter happy”

“My absolute pleasure Mrs Green”

He said.

“Please call me Gran, everybody else does”

“Well it’s an absolute honour Gran”

He grinned. Throughout the afternoon, he won all my family over. They loved him so much, and at that moment, so did I. How could I ever thank him for this? I remembered then, I was actually paying him. He was doing his job, and he was doing it very well.

We ate lunch, and then headed back to the hotel. Angie had wanted me to do some stuff tonight, but I was so tired. I promised I would be back first thing. When we got through the door, I collapsed on the couch.

“Sorry about my family, they can be a bit full on”

“Not at all, I enjoyed myself”

He grinned.

“You’re very lucky to have a family who care about you”

Jess and Sam were orphaned when they were very young. A drunk driver had killed their parents, and drove off. Nobody had ever been caught for the crime. They had lived their young lives in foster homes.

They had never been adopted, due to them refusing to be apart.

“I know I’m lucky, I don’t mean to sound so ungrateful. They just get on at me so much. Well except my dad, and my grandparents. They never nag me”

“Your dad seems like a great man”

“He really is”

I smiled. Sam sat next to me on the couch.

“You look exhausted, why don’t you take a bath, and get in bed”

I stared at him for a moment.

“This side of you is very unnerving”

I laughed.

“Hay I’m not a cunt all of the time”

“No just to me”

His face was suddenly serious.

“I don’t mean to be you know. You seem to bring it out of me”

“Oh so it’s my fault you’re a twat to me?”

He grabbed my hand, and I froze.

“I never said that, I just don’t know why I say those things to you, I kind of enjoy pushing your buttons”

“Yeah I can tell. It’s a pity really”

“Why”

“Because I could be friends with the Sam I saw today”

“That was Paul honey, this is me”

“Don’t call me honey”

“Why not, you are my honey for the next 5 days”

“Not when we are alone”

I was feeling rather on edge. He still had a tight grip on my hand. The way he was looking at me, and talking to me, was making me uncomfortable.

“So what you’re saying is, you want me to be a prick when we are alone? You don’t like me being like this”

He moved a little closer.

“If that’s the way you want it Jewel, fine”

He stood up and walked into the bedroom. When he returned, he was carrying a pillow and a blanket.

“You’re on my bed”

He said with a snarl.

“I’ve already told you Sam, I am sleeping on the couch”

“Well that’s just tough shit sweetheart, because so am I. So we can either share it, or you stop being a spoilt brat and go and sleep in the bed”

I stood up.

“Fuck you then, have the damn couch”

I shoved past him, and he grabbed my arm, I stared up at him. I was fuming.

“Let’s just get one thing straight here Julie, I’m doing you a favour, let’s not forget that”

He let me go with a little shove. I opened my mouth to yell back at him, but he was making up the couch, and a wave of guilt washed over me. I went into the bathroom, and ran a hot bath. As I soaked, I felt more and more guilty.

He was doing me such a huge favour, he was right. I hadn’t even said thank you to him. In fact, I had been a bit of a bitch. I decided we should clear the air. Once I had on my pyjamas, I headed for the living room.

Sam had his back to me, and he was taking off his t shirt. Jesus, he was big. The muscles in his back were so defined. And the tattoo of an American eagle covered most of his skin. It was just spectacular. I coughed a little, when he started undoing his pants.

He spun around, and I felt my whole face flush. He was unbelievable. His pecks stood out, above a truly chiselled 6 pack. He had another tattoo on his bicep, a tribal pattern, which also covered half of his chest.

“Did you want something?”

He asked. It dawned on me I was staring, open mouthed. Just like I had the first time I met him. I turned away.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt. I just wanted to apologize. I’m just so exhausted, and I always get like this when I’m at home. I shouldn’t take it out on you. You are doing me a huge favour, and I just wanted to say thank you”

“You’re welcome”

I spun around because his voice was so much closer. He was standing right in front of me, bare chest and all.

“Jewel, I can see how stressing being here is for you; I just didn’t want to make it any worse. I can be nice, if you will let me”

I smiled.

“It will take some getting used to, but I would appreciate that”

“Good. Well, goodnight then”

He leaned in and kissed me on the cheek. My entire body quivered.

“Night”

I managed to utter, before rushing to the bedroom. Whoa, what is this shit that keeps happening. It had to be because I was seeing a different side to him. But how much of it was the part he was playing?

As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was out.  I dreamt that it was Sam and I getting married, and when he brought me back to this hotel room, he ravaged me like no one ever had. I woke with a start.

“Jewel”

He said again, while shaking me. I reached out, and pulled him to me, kissing him full on the lips. He hesitated at first, but then he responded fiercely. It was a few seconds into the kiss, before I realised this was real.

I shoved against his chest.

“What the fuck”

I yelled. He looked at me surprised.

“What”

He asked.

“Oh my god, Sam I’m so sorry. I was half asleep; I didn’t know what I was doing”

I stammered out quickly. He grinned.

“No need to apologize, I wasn’t complaining”

I drew in a breath, and couldn’t speak.

“We are late”

He finally said. I looked at the clock on my bedside table, it was almost midday.

“Shit, shit, shit”

I yelled, diving up. I checked my phone and had 23 missed calls from Angie.

“Fucking great, she’s going to be moaning at me all damn day now”

“So don’t let her”

I frowned at him.

“It’s not such a strange thing, to think you can stand up for yourself. I know from first-hand experience you can”

“It’s complicated”

“Why, it doesn’t have to be. Just tell her to shut up”

I couldn’t help laughing at the thought of her face.

“God that would not go down well”

“Jewel, you’re a fully grown intelligent woman, and also the older sibling. You have a right to say your piece”

I suddenly realised, it really was as easy as he was making it sound. I didn’t have to put up with their shit.

“Your right, again”

I admitted.

“You can be quite clever when you want to be”

“I’m not just a pretty face honey, now get ready, and let’s get going”

I took a quick shower, and got dressed. When we walked in my parent’s house, half an hour later, it was chaos. Angie saw us walk in.

“Oh so you decided to make an appearance, what was the point in you coming home early, if you’re not here to help?”

“I’m sorry Angie, it was my fault. I just didn’t want to let her out of bed”

Sam smiled. He put his arm around my shoulder, and kissed my cheek. I watched Angie’s face change, from annoyance, to understanding, in a matter of moments.

“Well, I guess being late, is better than not showing up at all”

She smiled and walked away.

“Oh my god, you are a total genius. You shut her down”

I couldn’t believe it. I had never seen anybody fluster Angie. I hugged him.

“Thank you”

I whispered in his ear. He wrapped his arms around me, and held me closer. In that moment, I never wanted him to let go. Unfortunately, when my dad appeared, he had to.

“Ok you two, there is work to be done, enough of the lovey dovey stuff”

He smiled. I felt my cheeks redden. We spent the day wrapping gifts, writing out place cards, mapping out the seating chart for the last minute rsvp’s, and making table centres. At the end of the day, we were all worn out.

“Why don’t you two stay here tonight, save you having to travel back to the hotel?”

Dad said.

“Yeah then maybe you won’t get up late again”

Angie laughed. I dawned on me then, we had all had lots of fun today. Nobody had said anything derogatory to me, or about me. In fact they had all been overly nice. It had to be Sam’s influence.

He and I had also had fun today. It was nice playing his girlfriend. He was so attentive, and touchy feely too, which I didn’t mind at all. I could see in my family’s faces, they were buying our relationship, no questions asked. I guessed we made a good team.

“Well, should I get some sheets from the wardrobe?”

Mum asked. I looked at Sam, and he nodded.

“It’s fine by me, I’m beat”

“Great, I’ll leave your sheets on your bed Julie. Would you both rather have a quilt or a blanket? It can get warm in Julie’s room, as it’s over the boiler room”

Mum explained to Sam. I realised she was assuming we would be sleeping in the same bed.

“I can just crash on the couch mum”

I quickly said.

“Don’t be silly darling, dad and I aren’t old fashioned. We are fine with you sharing your old bed”

I glanced at Sam, and he had a slight grin on his face.

“A blanket would be just fine, thank you Anna”

Sam answered.

“Ok, not a problem. I’m turning in; I will see you all in the morning, goodnight”

We all said goodnight to mum, and dad followed swiftly behind. Angie left the room soon after, leaving just Sam and me. I felt so awkward.

“I don’t mind sleeping on the couch Sam, it’s my turn anyway”

I muttered. He sat next to me, and covered my mouth with his hand. He leaned over, and whispered in my ear.

“Angie is still in the kitchen, you have just called me Sam”

I gasped, shit what had I done? I hoped she hadn’t heard me, but she popped her head in the door.

“Who is Sam?”

She grinned, knowing she had caught me out in something. She just wasn’t sure what.

“I am”

Sam answered. I widened my eyes, and stared at him. What was he doing?

“My name is Samuel Paul; I don’t like the name Sam, unless my baby calls me it”

He planted a light kiss on my lips. Angie clasped her hand to her chest.

“You are too sweet”

She smiled. Oh my god, she had bought it. Once again Sam had saved my ass.

“Goodnight love birds”

She chirped, as she ran upstairs. I smiled at him.

“I could just kiss you”

I said, without thinking.

“What’s stopping you?”

He grinned. I gasped.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean that. I was just joking”

He said, as he stood up. He obviously saw my reaction, and thought I didn’t want to, he couldn’t be more wrong. Weirdly, that was all I wanted right now. I stood up myself.

“We should probably get to bed; I’m guessing it’ll be an early start in the morning”

I could tell how awkward he felt. I knew it wasn’t a good idea, being alone in bed with him. But I really wanted to share my old bed with him, I honestly wasn’t sure why.

“Yeah, I’ll just grab a glass of water; I’ll be up in a minute. It’s the last bedroom on the left”

“Ok”

He smirked, and he climbed the stairs. I didn’t really want a glass of water, but I had to calm myself. I had not seen this coming. Never in a million years, did I think I would feel this way toward Sam. He set my heart racing. Had he been serious about kissing him?

We hadn’t discussed what happened this morning. I was glad he hadn’t asked what I was dreaming about. I decided I needed to bite the bullet, I was so tired. I walked up to my room, and when I walked in, my heart stopped.

Sam was lying on the bed, in just a pair of boxer shorts, and he was asleep. He obviously didn’t have any pyjamas, and neither did I, shit. I silently closed the door, not wanting to disturb him.

I searched my wardrobe, for something to wear. There was absolutely nothing I could put on. I would have asked Angie to lend me something, but she was so slim, her clothes wouldn’t go anywhere near me.

I had a pair of jeans on, and a short t shirt. I would just have to sleep in my t shirt. These jeans cut off my circulation at the best of times. I couldn’t sleep in them. I glanced over at Sam, and he still had his eyes closed. I started undoing my jeans.

I slipped them off, and threw them on the chair. I turned around, and Sam had his eyes open, watching me closely.

“I have no pyjamas”

I quickly said. He just laughed.

“I didn’t mean to wake you up, sorry”

“It’s fine with me, not the worst thing to wake up to. Your cute little ass, in them thongs”

My whole body blushed.

“I’m joking, I didn’t see anything, I swear”

He laughed again. I quickly jumped under the covers.

“You’re a pervert”

I grinned.

“Honey, if you are going to show it, believe me I’m going to look. I’d have to be mad not to”

“Stop that”

I whispered, feeling embarrassed.

“Why, it’s a compliment”

“It feels like more”

“Would you want it to mean more?”

I looked at him, aghast.

“Sam, I…”

“It’s ok I get it. I’m half joking anyway”

“Only half”

I laughed. When he didn’t laugh, I glanced at him.

“Fuck it, I’m not even half joking. I like you Jewel, I always have”

My mouth hung open.

“You have got to be fucking me”

“Not yet baby”

He winked.

 


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