Chances

Chapter 19 - True Story

My phone had been going off non-stop, making me finally wakeup. I was sore... everywhere. Jackson and Richard had left when we first went into the office, and we spent about five hours in the guest bedroom, until we finally fell asleep. And by we, I mean me. I woke up at ten thirty to the sound of my phone buzzing constantly and annoyingly in the living room. I grabbed the sheets and dragged them off the bed with me. I was practically dead. I could not believe what I had just done. I was not longer a virgin. It was gone. It was over.

And I didn't regret a thing. Some people say that it's awkward and some people say it's painful. While it was painful, and in no way awkward, it was even better than amazing. I may have looked like horse shit on the outside but I was on cloud nine. The inner fan girl version of me was doing jumping jacks and cartwheels all over his expensive living room floor.

But that would obviously be unprofessional.

So instead, I mumbled and grumbled to myself as I hauled my body over to the counter where I left my stuff. I had eight unread messages and three missed calls. Whoopee!

With the white sheet wrapped firmly around my body, I craned my neck to see the calls. The bright lights from outside was seeping in through the open windows, making me need to squint my eyes so I could see right.

From: Matilda

'Uhhhhh. So we'r trying not to worry, but u'r gone and ur phone is gone and ur keys are gone and its four in the morning. Call us. Plz.'

From: Matilda

'k, its been two minutes, where r u??? Plz answer me, Z.'

From: Matilda

'There's someone at the house. Are you expecting anyone? He says he's a friend of 'Bennett's'. His name is Jackson. Know him? Call me.'

From: Matilda

'I let him in. All good. We know you're out getting down to business with a certain millionaire. ;)'

From: Jenna

'Hi Zoe! No need to alarm you. Your friend Jackson is here, and he has a picture with both of you as proof of being your friend. He's very nice... and handsome. I'm sorry to say that we know a little more about your love life than we'd like, but your secret is safe with us. I promise.'

From: Stacy

'Okay, if this Jackson doesn't leave with my phone number I'm going to beg. I think I'm in love. Swoon. Oh, and try to tell us you're leaving next time, K?'

From: Stacy

'Jackson: Gone. Stacy: With Jackson's Digits.'

From: Stacy

'Mission Completed.'

Two calls were from Matilda and the other was from Jenna. I quickly dialed Matilda's number. It rang a few times until I finally heard her pick up.

"Hello?" She asked, cheerily. I beamed into the phone, feeling ecstatic.

"Matilda, you will not believe what happened. It was..." I took a deep breath, remembering everything in vivid detail.

"Thought so. You caught yourself someone easy on the eyes and amazing in bed. You lucky little-"

"Hello Matilda," I heard a voice say from behind me. I squeaked and spun around, to see him standing with his boxers on.

"You put me on speaker! With him in the room! Seriously? Oh God! How embarrassing!" She yelled, with a high-pitched voice. I rolled my eyes.