What Happens in Glastonbury

Loosing trust

We didn't get back to the hotel suite until 7ish. Turns out Jesse's day at work wasn't as long as I expected and he was already home. As the lift opened into the living room, he was standing there in just his jeans, hanging from his hips, I could tell he didn't have any underwear on because when he did, I could always see the waistband above his jeans. My body turned to jelly immediately, my thighs bearing the brunt as the tingling sensation flooded my lower half. Man!

"Hey you" I gushed, cringey, I know, but I couldn't help it.

"Hey" he replied, his accent penetrating my mind, I felt weak.

He was shirtless, his tanned, toned chest on display, his hair was wet and messy, he'd obviously just got out of the shower. I wanted to touch him more than I wanted to breath! Which might sound dramatic but seriously if you had seen him, you'd understand! I almost wished Zoe wasn't there so I could get those bloody jeans off!

I think he did too as his smile dropped when Zoe walked out of the lift, his facial expression said a thousand words, he wasn't happy she was there, that much was obvious.

"Oh.....hey.....Zoe" he said, with obvious lack of enthusiasm.

"Alright Jess" she replied, I could see her looking him up and down, not subtly!

He noticed too, grabbing his shirt from the back of the chair he quickly put it on.

After that reaction I was almost scared to tell him I had invited Zoe to stay over, maybe I should have asked first, I mean it was his place. Shit. Why didn't I think of that? I should have text him and asked him first, he could have been naked or anything when we walked in.

"Zo, I'll show you to where you can put your stuff" I said, leading her to the guest bedroom

I left her in there to change and quickly went to find Jesse, he was in the kitchen making me a hot chocolate, and Zoe judging by the two cups, I knew he didn't drink hot drinks.

"Hey" I whispered as I came up behind him wrapping my arms around him from behind, my hand sliding up his T-shirt to touch his stomach. He flinched at my touch, spilling some hot chocolate on the kitchen counter.

"Sorry!" I said

"It's ok" he replied

"Listen, is it ok if Zoe stays over? Just tonight and she will be gone early, she has work at 7am" I said, trying to sell my impulsive decision to him.

"Uh, I guess" he replied, continuing to make the hot chocolate to avoid turning around and looking at me.

"Are you mad at me?" I asked

"No" he replied, yeah right, I thought!

"You are!" I pushed him

"I'm not.... I was just looking forward to an evening with you" he replied

"I know baby, but we have every other night of our lives to be together" I replied. Shit. That sounded really clingy like I thought we would be together forever

"Well like, you know we have the rest of the week" I panicked and back tracked making it sound far, far worse! He looked at me oddly.

Just stop talking for fuck's sake

"Olly, it's fine ok" he said, with an obviously fake smile, he rubbed my arm gently. I knew he wasn't happy about it, but it was too late to backtrack.

The evening went ok, Jesse seemed better about her being there, he laughed a little, they chatted, it wasn't half as awkward as I anticipated it would be. We had dinner and watched some tv. Zoe and I sat on one couch and Jesse on the other, I didn't want her to feel like a third wheel. Even though she very much was.