Desire Me

“Oh great, thanks.”


After I eat breakfast, shower and get dressed I ride my bike to school. I pass by the Sigma Chi house like I do every day and low and behold who do I see doing the walk of shame this morning? None other than Nicole walking back to the Sorority house in what she was wearing last night. An emotion hits me in the gut and it’s a mixture of anger and jealousy. Those are the two words I would use to describe these mixed emotions. I don’t like how all this makes me feel. Why should I care? I have Grant and we have a great thing going, I’ve never been happier. So why does Jason sleeping with Nicole bother me so much? I don’t even want to go to English today and have to see him all smug because he got laid last night. Maybe I will skip class today and park my butt in the library instead, and that’s just what I do.

He texts me after class is over. He’s looking for me. I have my head buried in a book when I hear his voice.

“Hey,” Jason says.

“Hey yourself,” I say, looking up at him wearily.

“You hungover, why didn’t you make it to English today?” he pries.

“No, I didn’t drink that much last night,” I answer.

“What’s up with you then, you’re acting strangely? Is this because I hooked up with Nicole?” he asks.

“Look, what and who you do is your business. All I know is it bothered me and I don’t know why. Are you happy now, I admitted it? Let’s drop this now, end of conversation,” I admit and start packing up my things. He just stares at me and let’s out a long sigh of exasperation as he runs his hands through his hair and looks sexy as hell at this moment. Damn, bet he’s great in bed. Will I need to ask Nicole? Yeah right, when hell freezes over. I don’t even want to lay eyes on her, that slut. Bet she is entertaining the idea that she’s going to hook THE Jason Bancroft, she better think again. Sleeping with him after knowing him 30 minutes isn’t going to hold his attention for long I can guarantee you that. He’s done with her. She was just an itch for him to scratch. Something tells me she isn’t going to be that easy to cast aside. With her looks, she is probably used to getting what she wants, you know the typical entitled USC Sorority girl, mark my words. Jason and Nicole really are a match made in heaven, they just don’t know it yet.





six

JASON

When Clarissa dances, she is so damn sexy, the way she moves her hips, she must be a wildcat in bed. You can tell by the sultry way she gets into the rhythm of the music. She’s attracted my friend John, the biggest womanizer in the fraternity tonight and why wouldn’t she? She is by far the hottest and sexiest girl here tonight. I don’t like it one bit, he’s practically rubbing up against her and she’s letting him.

This Nicole is an aggressive one, ready and willing like they usually are. I try and move closer to dance with Clarissa and at first she lets me press up against her and now I’m rock hard. But then she gives me the old snub and moves away from me towards John.

I’m pissed. That’s it. I’m out of here. I take Nicole’s hand and lead her up to my room. She can ease the case of blue-balls that Clarissa leaves me with. I’m sorry to be so crass, but that’s what’s been going on here. I need to forget about Clarissa as anything more than a friend. Nicole is what most guys would call gorgeous, with long, beautiful, blonde hair that I can wrap my hands in when she’s got me in her mouth. We walk through the kitchen to my room and I get a few approving glances from the frat bros I pass along the way. She’s great arm candy.

As we ascend the stairs I feel a pang of guilt wash over me. Why should I feel guilty? Needless to say I let Nicole have her way with me, all night long. Wish she would have left before dawn, but I couldn’t just kick her out of bed.

After Nicole leaves, I jump in the shower to make it to English class in time.

“Hey Jason, she was a beauty.” I see John on my way out the door.

“Yeah, Nicole is gorgeous,” I say in agreement.

“I walked Clarissa home last night. She’s a sexy one, but I got shot down. I crashed and burned,” John admits.

“Why did you make a move on her?” I say with a clenched jaw as I anxiously await his reply.

“No man, but I asked her to go out with me this weekend.”

“What did she say?”

“She said she was kind of seeing someone.”

“Yeah I know, some mystery guy.”

“Huh?”

“Never mind, I need to get to class.”

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