Under Control

Ch 7: Getting To Know You

Amilia pov:

Waking in the morning I covered my eyes from the sunlight streaming in. Sitting up I look over to find Whitlock laying beside me. She had her arms above her head, a look of peace on her face.

The covers laid around her waist giving me a full eye view of her toned body. How much did she work out? Greats tits, better abs, she even has the v line, Jesus she's any gym nuts dream.

Running my hand down her abs I marvel at the definition, hard and so fun to touch. Scolding myself I leave the bed, brushing my teeth and wearing a shirt from the floor.

Going to my kitchen I was caught off guard to see my roommate and some of her friends there. She smiled and looked me over with a smirk.

"Looks like someone had fun last night." She wiggled her brows at me. Groaning, I move her aside and pour myself a cup of coffee.

"When did you all get here?" I motioned to her friends.

"Late, the club was packed and there were so many hot guys." Emily, my roommate, shook my shoulders annoyingly.

"There was this guy just buying everyone drinks so we had to stay." Sara, her friend, spoke up.

"I'm more interested in what you did, or who you did." Shay bumped my hip with hers, grabbing herself a cup of coffee.

Emily and her friends weren't necessarily my type of friend group but they were nice enough. Waving them off I start to make myself some toast.

"I was out mostly shopping." I shrugged, spreading butter on the toasted bread.

"Yeah but you look like you woke up in a barn. So who rocked your world?" Sara asked me. I felt myself get slightly embarrassed, it was great sex but rock my world?

Okay maybe…

"Yeah, plus that shirt's not yours." Em pointed out. It was a little big on me, black and coming to the start of my thighs.

"I could own this shirt." I scoffed. Maybe I liked this type of clothing.

She narrowed her eyes at me, she was gonna counter me but the sound of my door opening caught all of our attention.

"They're still here?!" Shay whispered to me, her hand clutching my arm.

Ah fuck, don't come out here, don't meet them…

Rounding the corner was the woman herself, she was only in her boxers and sports bra. She ruffled her hair and looked around, unfazed by the 4 women staring at her.

"Oh she's hot." Em whispered to me.

"This is where you're at." She gave that same cocky smile, pissing me off.

"What are you, some lost dog?" She walked closer, also unfazed by my remark.

"You really gotta learn how to be nicer, princess." She leaned down and pressed a kiss to my cheek.

"Princess?" I could hear them all murmur to each other.

"Yeah, no, I'm good. Where are your clothes?" I pushed her away from me, biting into my toast.

"You're wearing a piece of it, plus I think I lost a couple rings in there. You can just keep them though." She smiled and crossed her arms. The room got silent and a little awkward. Emily decided to be the one to break it though.