Foster Love

Chapter 9

Later that night, about 10, I texted Jay.

Hey babe.
Hey gorgeous, imu.
Imu 2. We shud hang out soon.
How bout 2night?
What? How?
Come over. I was shocked. Jay wanted me to come over?? I was ecstaticed...but I had to play cool.

Aren't ur parents home?
Ya. But there asleep and they get up early so they'll be gone before we wake up.
Lol. Cool. Omw ;)
Cnt wait ;)

I got ready as fast as I could and drove over. I parked down the street and walked the rest of the way. But from there I didn't know what to do. I didn't wanna wake up his parents by knocking or ringing the doorbell.

I'm here.
Coming.
Kay, hurry...its cold lol
Dnt wry, I'll warm you up ;)

Before I could respond the door opened and Jay was standing there in a hell of a lot of shirtless glory.

It took everything I had to not just stand there and stare...and maybe even drool a little.

He smiled lazily "hey beautiful"

My heart stopped at his smile. God I was falling hard. "Hey" I whispered.

He ushered me inside and we walked up to his room, currently the only room in the house with a light on...needless to say I had almost fallen a lot...although, I didn't really mind Jay catching me.

We got to his room and he froze. Just studying me. I could tell by his face he hated it. I turned my head and took a few steps back. He was disgusted with me. I felt like I was gonna cry. I turned and ran towards the bathroom. I heard him following me but I slammed the bathroom door in his face and locked it.

I sat on the floor against the door and let the tears slide down my face. I hadn't heard Jay walk away but I couldn't hear him in the hall either.

After about five minutes I heard him sigh and sit down.

"Jenny...come out" I didn't respond. "Please?"

"You hate it. I look horrible now."

"What??? No! I was just taken off guard. I didn't expect that."

"Trust me, I noticed."

"I don't hate it. It was just different....but a good different."

"You don't mean that" I whispered.