When I woke up I was wrapped around something. I couldn't tell what it was until it moved. I almost screamed until I remembered what had happened the day before. Tears slowly dripped from my chin to Mike's naked chest. He woke up after the first drop hit him and wordlessly pulled me closer.
I dont know how long I cried. I just know that I completely soaked Mike. He didn't complain though. He just wrapped me in a blanket before jumping in my shower. I put some baggy sweatpants and one of my large sleep shirts outside of the door for him and went to the kitchen and put coffee in the pot. Then I checked my iPhone for any messages. Thankfully, Mike had taken my phone and deleted anything to do with Derick. My best friend is awesome. There weren't any messages so I payed back on the bed still wrapped in the pink heart blanket.
Mike came out with his hair dripping and a pink towel wrapped around his hips. I couldn't help myself, I moaned quietly at how much I suddenly wanted to lick that little drop of water that made a wet trail to the towel. I quickly caught myself, "I put some clothes by the door."
"Thanks Izzy," he picked the clothes up and walked back into the bathroom.
What the hell was wrong with me? I was perving on my best friend! When did he start looking so yummy! Arg! Stop it Izzy, stop perving on your best friend. But I couldn't stop thinking of how his lips would feel on mine. I slapped myself as Mike came out of the bathroom.
"Why are you slapping yourself?" he asked, amused. I looked up at him, not knowing what to say.
What should I say? That I'm perving on you and I couldn't help but want to follow that drop of water with my tongue? I shouldn't say that. Frack!
"Um, what?" he looked at me shocked.
"Frack! Did I say that out loud?" I asked, scared.
He nodded. I groaned, trying to think up something.
"It's just the pregnancy hormones," I laughed nervously. Yeah like hell it was. I was so perving on my best friend.
"Right," he said. "Wan't me to get coffee?"
"I already started a pot of coffee," I told him while getting clothes for a shower. I started my shower. The hot water felt so good against the knots in my back. I stayed under the spray until it got cold. Then I wrapped myself in my favorite black towel. Drying off a little while I brushed my teeth. Then I realized I forgot to grab underwear. Frack! That meant I had to go out there, while he was out there. After arguing with myself on whether of not I should go out there, I wrapped my towel tighter and opened the door. He was nowhere in sight. I let out a relieved sigh and walked to my dresser to get panties and a bra.
"Hmm, I kinda like the towel. How come I had to use a pink one and you get the black one?"
I shrieked, realizing he was laying sideways on my bed, reading a book.
"Frack, Mike! You scared me," I told him while grabbing my undies. I ran back to the bathroom and quickly put my clothes on. I couldn't help but thinking of his expression when I had turned to face him. He looked like he wanted to ravish me. I need to stop thinking of this! I need to stop getting so turned on. Stupid pregnancy hormones!
