The Unforgettable Rejection (Book One)

Chapter Sixteen

            Sleeping peacefully in Jarred's bed, Nicole was embracing a pillow close to her chest. The sun was beaming through the blinds causing the girl to stir. The light of dawn seeped into the room. She rolled over, slowly sitting up, she then rubbed her bleary eyes. Crawling out of the warm bed, she walked to the window, looking, admiring the sunrise. She then starts to wobble her way to the bathroom, as she does Jarred speaks up saying...

"Morning, did you sleep well?"

            I then jump, being startled by his raspy, sleepy voice.

"Shit... You nearly gave me a heart attack." I say, looking towards him, his hands crossed as his head lies on top of them. I then continue to walk towards the bathroom opening the door, as I walk in to do my morning routine, I can feel his eyes on me. Near the doorway of the washroom I slightly stumbled backwards, nearly falling. Jarred quickly runs to my aid, catching me, stabilizing my balance. Jarred then says,

"Can you stand?"

"Yeah."

"Okay." He said, letting go of me and sitting back down at his desk.

"Um..."

"What is it?"

"Nevermind." As I say this, I close the washroom door behind me, doing my daily routine, brushing my hair, my teeth, washing my face, etc. once finished I get undressed, then hopping into the shower, cleansing myself.

            I turn the tap to the water off, Jarred sneaks in, sliding into the shower with me, and turning the water back on. My eyes become fully black signaling I'm pissed. Then I shout...

"What the fuck do you think you're doing."

"Cleaning myself after you drooled all over me last night."

"Oh really? Because I think it was the other way around."

"Nope, I'm pretty sure it was you."

"Ugh, just move over so I can get out."

"Why?"

"Because you're in my bubble."

"I was in your bubble last night and you weren't complaining."

"That was last night."

"What? Afraid you won't be able to control yourself this time, huh?"

"No!"

"Okay." He then takes one step closer to me, I begin to raise my hand to slap him but he catched it before it could make contact. This action makes him furiously playful, he then continues to speak,

"Now, now. Now is not the time to get rough."

"L-let go of me." saying this I try to pry his hand from my wrist. Instead of that happening, he swivels my arm downward, taking advantage of my other arms movement before suddenly jerking them both above my head, pinning them to the wall. My back arches away from the cool bathroom wall as I let out a gasp. Under his piercing eyes, I became a candy apple red from the unexpected gasp that escaped from my mouth, embarrassing myself.

"I bet I could make you come."

"With that. Not likely."

"You'd be surprised."

"Prove it." I say, as my eyes start to get this golden ring around my pupils, signaling I'm aroused.

"Gladly." He places both my hands into his one, then grabbing my chin with the empty one saying, "Remember, you asked for this."