After hours of girl talk and a ton of hilarious prank calls Atlas and I giggle deliriously over nothing because of hunger and sleep deprivation. "I'm so hungry I could eat a whole cow." I snort, "I'm so hungry I could eat a whole elephant." Atlas gives me a sour look, "elephants are too cute to eat." I laugh, "Well then let's order a pizza so I don't have to." She sits up and dials the number for the pizza place, "what do you want?" she asks. "Cheese please." She makes a face, "how boring." I laugh, "hey is it ok if I shower while we wait for the pizza?" She looks up from the phone, "Yeah but you'll have to use the one upstairs because all the second floor bathrooms are being upgraded." "Sounds good."
I grab my bag and head up the stairs to the third level, "it's the second door on your left." she calls. "okay thanks." The bathroom is bigger than I imagined, I walk into a giant jacuzzi tub and a huge walk in shower. The toilet even has a room to itself, how quirky.
I place my bag on the double sinks and begin to undress, slipping out of my skirt and pulling my shirt over my head. Still in my bra and undies, I pad over to the shower and turn the water on full blast, water begins to pour from a twelve inch platinum shower head. Jesus these people are rich.
I wait for the water to heat up before unclasping my bra and taking off my underwear. My body relaxes as I step under the warm cascade of water. Holy fuck this is heaven. I squeeze my eyes shut and welcome in the warmth that the shower offers me. My bliss is short-lived as I remember I forgot my shampoo and conditioner.
I look at my surroundings and notice that all of the products are male. This must be her brothers shower. Honestly I'm impressed at the cleanliness of the bathroom, considering he's a guy. Fuck it, he won't notice if I use a little bit of his products. At least he's not one of those guys who uses a five in one shampoo, conditioner, body wash, face wash, moisturizer.
I squeeze out some of the shampoo into my palm and I am greeted with a faintly spicy manly scent that I seem familiar with yet I can't place where I've smelt it before.
I groan inwardly after I finish conditioning my hair but the pizza is probably here by now so I reluctantly turn the water off and grab a towel off the towel warmer and step out of the shower. Yeah... a towel warmer. The chilly air leaves goosebumps on my skin as I slip on a new pair of underwear and an oversized t-shirt.
I brush my teeth and stick all my old clothes into my bag before heading out of the bathroom. I take one step out of the door and run into a tall figure. "Tempest?" I look up to see a confused Caspian. I look him up and down and I can't deny he looks sexy in no shirt and very low rise plaid pajama pants that show his v-line, I'm practically drooling. "W-What are you doing here?" He crosses his arms across his chest making his triceps bulge. Sweet baby Jesus he is fine. Before I can answer Atlas comes trudging up the stairs, "Tempest what's taking you so long the pizza-" She sees us in the hallway. "Oh uh Tempest this is my brother, Caspian." You have got to be fucking kidding me.
Caspian opens his mouth to speak but I interrupt him, "I'm so starving, let's go eat. Nice to meet you Caspian." I wink at him as I bend down to pick up my fallen bag, flashing him a bit in the process. His cheeks turn a deep cherry red as he turns around and descends to his room.
"Don't mind him, he's super shy." Atlas says. I smile slyly, "I'm sure he'll open up, I tend to have that effect on people." She giggles, "I don't know about that, he's not good at talking to people, especially girls." I smirk, "we'll see about that."
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Romance18+ MATURE CONTENT*** READ AT YOUR OWN RISK YOU PERVS;) As cliche as it sounds, this isn't your typical love story. The bad girl has fallen for the good boy. She teaches him how to fuck. He teaches her how to love. *Disclaimer* This is a work in pro...