Everyone stared at me as I walked into my boyfriend's house. It was warm and the scent of hazelnut candles filled my senses. I was scared and my body shook even though I wasn't cold. Why couldn't I just listen, I should've gone home, I thought, but it was too late now.
His mom came from around the corner and started asking me questions. I looked around slowly, nervously, at everyone in the room.
Then I saw her.
My heart stopped beating and for a second I didn't breathe. She had black-rimmed glasses, and long brown hair pulled back into a ponytail. She wore a pink tank top and long pajama pants. I had never seen someone so beautiful in my life. She left me standing speechless; I was stunned.
I admit when she turned around I looked at her ass. I don't regret any second of it I can tell you that.
Reluctantly, I turned my attention back to the woman standing in front of me. She was asking if I wanted her to call my mom or do it myself. When I took the phone I glanced at the beautiful girl and I could see her staring at me. I was shaking now as I dialed my mom's number but it wasn't because I was scared.
It was because of her.
