Charlotte is a first year at the prestigious Royal Academy of Dramatic Arts in London. Little does she know that inside these old walls not only her love for acting will grow.
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Stepping into the apartment, I know I will be up for a harsh interrogation. Jules sitting on the sofa, instantly looking up with a huge grin on her face.
"Good morning, sunshine! Enjoyed your walk of shame". I laugh and lean against the wall.
"Nothing to be ashamed about, Jules" I smile at her.
"So it was good?" she winks.
"Nothing happened. Well at least not what you think". She is on form today, I give her that.
"What do you mean?"
"We didn't have Sex. If that is what your subtle references are about" I shake my head.
"You spent the night there and didn't get laid?". Did she really just ask that?
"Jules!" I spit.
"What's his problem?". Why does it have to be his fault? And since when is it customary to have sex on the first date? This wasn't even a date. He was wearing tracksuit bottoms for gods sake. Suited him though. I catch myself drift off to the sight of the grey fabric hanging off his hipbones.
"He has got no problem. All seems to function anatomically correct" I smirk at her. Thinking of the way his body reacted to our kiss. Sensing his arousal.
"How come nothing happened then?"
"Actually a lot happened. We talked. We kissed. We fell asleep in each others arms. And I think we are giving it a try. I don't know, it's early days. He is off for a promotion trip to Australia and will be gone for three weeks. A lot can happen."
"Thats all wonderful Char, but that bloke is off today to the other side of the world for how long? 3 Weeks? And he didn't even touch you. At least not in the non fairytale way?".
In my exhausted state it would take too long to tell her everything in detail. And I don't even know how to put most of it into words anyway. How can I explain to anyone what happened up there on the roof? I can't. Simple as that.
"Spot on! Im sure it will be even better for waiting. Delayed gratification so to speak"
"Delayed gratification, my ass. I am all for instant orgasms" my mouth falls open.
"You are unbelievable Jules" I laugh.
I never felt more relieved hearing my phone ring. I take it out of the pocket and see there is a new message from "Adam". I grab my bag and excuse myself.
"Hi gorgeous! I hope you are having a wonderful day? I am missing you already x". I fall onto the bed, grinning from ear to ear.
"What you said earlier about hiding out in your flat. Is the offer still on the table? Would save me from a very uncomfortable talk about my sexual behavior ;) I miss you too, but the scent of your aftershave on my jumper helps x" my thumb hovers over the send button. Is this too much, too soon?
What is the point in having a boyfriend if you don't cling together and swing together. I hit send.
Wait! What? My eyes widen. Did I just call him my boyfriend? "I officially declare myself bonkers" I say out loud, rubbing my hands over my face. My ringtone saving me from pursuing this thought.
"I take it your roommate worried about your absence last night? I don't blame her for her curiosity. I myself imagine your sexual behavior to be an intriguing subject. We should talk about it more closely when I am back and renew the offer ;-)"
I hold my breath. Oh dear! These are going to be very long three weeks. But they could also be quite entertaining, I think to myself. Biting my lip, I open a new message.
"I will take you up on that. Looking forward to discuss every small detail. Better get started to plan it all out in my mind. Beginning with the memory of you in nothing but these joggers in the morning"
"Cheeky. Nothing small about the details. It's more about raising the big questions :-) Let me say you were quite a sexy sight too sprawled out on my sofa" the beginning of his text makes me laugh so hard, I roll around in my bed, gasping for air. This is exactly how it should be. How I pictured it in my head. The lightness of being. Being with him. I take my phone to write a reply.
"Obviously. But on a serious note .. As tempting as it was, I am glad we didn't rush anything. I want to savor every touch".
"Likewise. Although temptation doesn't even begin to cover it. But like I said, I want to do right by you this time. Im so sorry, but boarding is starting now. I will text you when I land. Feel free to dream about me x"
