"You're the guy from my dreams!" I absentmindedly blurt out, instantly clamping my hand on my mouth as the realization hits me.
"I'm the kinda guy every girl dreams about. Xavier Blaze, pleasure ", he extends his hand, a thick English accent coating...
He drapes his jacket over my shoulders, engulfing me in his scent. "As much as I like naked girls, I prefer them in my bed, not in my bathroom. I'm not fond of shower sex", my cheeks redden at his words and he begins to usher me out the bathroom.
I grip the threshold of the bath door as the sudden realization of his actions begins to sink in. I whip around to face him. "This is my dorm. Why don't you leave instead?" I cross my arms over my chest, staring defiantly. I'm not the type of person to banter, especially not so daringly with the opposite sex. But Xavier gives me every reason not to be a bystander, he pushes every one of my buttons down and knows precisely how to aggravate me.
"Really?" He cocks a brow at my antics. "Girls have said helluva better things to get into my pants, and you expect me to believe you?"
I roll my eyes. "Believe what you want but before you write my name under your lists of 'desperate chicks available to bang', check with the admin office. Obviously, they'd know better."
Now it's his turn to roll his eyes. "You could've bribed them to set us up?"
I facepalm myself, tightening my hold around my towel. "I doubt A-List Academy is that type of school. Besides, is it not your kingdom?"
His jaw muscles clench as he walks past me. "You have no idea what money can buy."
"I'm not the type to squander it especially not the type to waste it on something as inconsequential as this", I say to his back and he lolls his head to his side.
"I know, roomie. I checked with them already.", He chuckles and my knuckles whiten. So he knew, he knew all along that I am his dorm mate. Yet he played me.
Is Uggh an emotion, because I feel it all the time.
"Screw you Xavier", I call out and he shakes his head at my words.
"I thought you weren't the type to fall on your knees?" I angrily slam the door in his face.
Anger issues much.
Oh, God! Screw me. I bury my head into his jacket and scream.
Austin taught me an extremely effective technique, whenever you're frustrated, sad, angry, or happy; just scream. It helps to get emotions out of your system and sometimes even helps in registering shocks and pain. Currently, it's proving to be very ineffective. I bury my nose deeper into his jacket, inhaling lungfuls of his scent.
He's making me feel weird.
Xavier Blaze is making my heart beat faster. A mile a second
He's making me turn every shade of red there is.
He's making every single butterfly migrate to my stomach.
And it's not good.
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