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"You’re welcome to stay here, but—" she cuts me off as her arms wrap around my neck, and she presses her lips to mine.
"Thank you. I appreciate it." Yep, her happy switch is maxed again.
"I was about to say, I don’t have any clean clothes for you, and the couch is lumpy, so I’ll let you have my bed. Also, my roommate is a pervert, so watch out."
She looks at me like I’m an idiot. Before saying,
"That’s okay. I keep a bag in my car, just in case of emergencies. And what’s wrong with us sharing your bed? It’s big enough, and Dennis doesn’t bother me."
"How can I argue with that? I just don’t want to presume anything," I laughingly joke.
"You know nothing, Jon Snow," I recognize the quote from one of my favorite fantasy novel series, ’A Song of Ice and Fire,’ and we both laugh as she brush the snow off my shoulder.
"Have you seen the HBO series based on the novels?" I ask her.
"Yeah, I’ve seen them but it’s not as good as the books," she replies earnestly.
I smile as I agree with her assessment. Live action never compares to the book. "More boobs, though," I come back, and she smiles, but backhands my chest, with a muttered, "Pervert."
She grabs her emergency bag, and we quickly run back inside. Shaking the snow off, I joke that maybe we need another shower. "I thought you weren’t up to anything. . ." she teases me again, batting those beautiful long lashes at me.
"Do I have to be up for that, to want to admire beauty?" I ask back, and am gratified to see her blush.
"Besides, did I say I wanted to f*ck you?" I throw her earlier words back at her, and we both laugh.
Stephanie called her sister, telling her not to worry. We opt not to shower, and with the late hour, we decide to just go to sleep. Stephanie actually had me leave my room as she changes into her pajamas, and when she lets me back in, she is already under the covers. I’m curious about her behavior, it’s not like we hadn’t seen each other completely nude a few hours ago, but I decide to let her have her way.
I usually sleep in just my boxers. Since I don’t care if she sees me, I strip right there, and slide under the covers, next to her.
Stephanie scoots her back to me, and I pull my arm around her, enjoying the delicious warmth of her body pressed close to mine. Despite all of the sleep I’ve had today, it only takes a few minutes, and I’m out, the soft scent of Stephanie’s hair filling my nostrils.
When ’Aeris’s Theme’ starts playing on my phone, I was confused Vage had not taken me last night. Is she still upset about what I’d done to her? Or worse. . . Did we not do it enough, and she is right now, all alone on her ship, dying. . . STOP IT, I demand of myself, knowing that worrying will change nothing, and help even less.
"Is that from Final Fantasy VII?" Startled, I fall out of bed. I’d completely forgotten that Stephanie had stayed the night. She laughs at me, as I try to recover, and get back to my feet.
The attractive brunette gets out of bed, and I see for the first time what she is wearing. It’s a pink camisole, with matching pink shorts, which show off her figure well. Her legs look long and lithe, coming up to her nice ass. She catches me looking, and gives me a small smile, and a sexy little shake. Despite how I’d felt yesterday, my penis has finally woken up, and it likes what I’m looking at just as much as I do.
"Ahh! I look a fright this morning," she cries, as she spies herself in the mirror. I have to argue with that though. With her hair all mussed up, and no makeup on at all, she pulls the sexy bed-head look off pretty damn well.
She locks the door to the bathroom, however, before I can state my case, and stays in there for almost half an hour. By the time she finally comes out, her makeup is done, her hair flawless, and she looks smoking hot in a pair of tight jeans, and a red top that is loose, and yet still shows her figure well.
Dennis has been complaining about being locked out of the only bathroom, but even he shuts his mouth when Stephanie walks out. Since I’d showered last night, I only need to brush my teeth, run my fingers through my hair, and I’m ready to go; being a man is just easier, sometimes.
Stephanie is disappointingly gone by the time I come out of the bathroom.
For the first time in a long time, I feel fully refreshed, as I start my day...
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My finals today go by pretty easy, and even though people are still avoiding me, Dan stays away as well, so I did not mind too much.
I saw Richard sitting by himself at lunch, and something inside me makes me sit by him.
"What do you want?" He asks me snidely, and I almost regret my decision.
"I think you could use some cheering up," I told him.
"And you think you’re qualified to do that? Ha!" Even though his tone is filled with bitterness, I can tell that it is directed more inward, than at me.
More qualified than you can know. But I keep the thought to myself.
"Look, I know you’re still upset with me, and I understand why."
"You understand nothing," the big man turns and glares at me. "I was going to break up with her anyway. I thought I had a chance with someone else, but she apparently changed her mind, after what kept happening when I was around you. You only saved me the hassle of breaking Tina’s heart."