Chapter 6

• I try not to panic as I think of 300 reasons Jake is in my bed. Shirtless. I take my time to admire his pale skin. His eyelashes are long as he sleeps peacefully. His arm is still around my waist and I don't want to take it off even if I have to. God he's beautiful. With his brown locks falling over his forehead as he snores gently. Involuntarily, my eyes move down his body to check him out. I'm tempted to trail my fingertips on his torso to feel his muscles and abs. I look at his beautiful face and his plump lips. Full and pink.
• Oh God. I groan as I look anywhere else but him. I'm not supposed to find my asshole roommate and homophobe attractive for no damn reason. Jake doesn't even like me. He is rude and annoying. And also I need to have a word with him today, for throwing a party without at least talking to me first. For crying out loud two people had sex in my bed last night.
• Slowly peeling Jake's arm off me, I quietly get out of my bed. How did he end up in my room? I'm thinking he was drunk last night and accidentally found himself in my room thinking it was his. God I can't wait to watch him freak out when he wakes up in my bed. I quietly step out of my room and into the hallway. There are three beer cans in the hallway and I imagine what the living room looks like. It's past 7 in the morning and there are people passed out on the couch in the living room. Jake's friend whom I recognized as Brad is asleep on the couch with a blonde haired girl. There's a strange guy on the floor, half naked and drunk out of his mind. The house is a mess. It nearly looked like a frat house.