Highly Inappropriate

Chapter 9

I woke this morning feeling extremely confused. Megan and I had stayed up all night chatting, I had told her everything about what had gone down with Professor Bailey last week and we had made a night of it. She was convinced he was jealous of Tyler and me. And I was convinced that he was a conniving, meddling fool who couldn’t stand to see his ex-best friend with anyone, least of all one of his students. I honestly had no idea where Megan got the idea that my teacher would be jealous of me being with someone when he barely knew me, other than the few times we had spoken. My mind drifted back to the club where we had talked all night about practically everything, but I quickly shoved the thought away. She was wrong, she had to be. It was ludicrous to think he might be into me! It was so ridiculous it was almost funny.

Anyway, back to my weird wake up call. I expected to wake up with Megan in my bed because we had fallen asleep at some point and I knew for a fact that I was currently spooning her. However, what I wasn’t expecting was to wake up to Jamie spooning me! He was lying behind me with his arm draped over my waist and, as I stirred, he tightened his arm around me and nuzzled into my back.

What the hell?!

As I lay there pondering on why he would possibly want to sneak into my bed, an evil smile stretched across my face. Time to get a little pay back for the water stunt he pulled on me the other week.

I carefully turned in his arms, making sure not to wake him, so that I was facing him and put all of my hair in front of my face. Then, I leaned right up to his face so that our noses were almost touching and did the Grudge noise, really loudly and creepily. He jerked backwards with a gasp and in the process whacked his head on my bedside table before landing in a heap on the floor. During this manoeuvre he had yelled so loudly and actually propelled himself off of the bed!

My eyes were streaming with tears of laughter as I turned to face Megan, who had let out a squeal and jerked backwards herself. As I turned around I caught her sat up on the floor, legs spread out and her eyes wide with shock. This was just too much. Two birds, one stone. I thought triumphantly to myself.

Jamie glared up at me from the floor, “What the hell was that for?!” I just smirked at him, “Pay back. Why were you even in my bed?” I raised an eyebrow at him in suspicion.

He scratched the back of his neck, still looking a little annoyed at the rude awakening, “I came home and saw you two in here snuggling and I felt left out…” He said this as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. I threw him an incredulous look as he got up off the ground and plopped himself back on the bed, grumbling profanities under his breath.

“Yeah but why were you in my bed though?” I asked again, “Why weren’t you in the bed of that girl?” He had gone out the previous night on a ‘date’ with a girl even though it was obvious it was basically a booty call. She was obviously going to put out, all it took was a little dinner and she was easy. So I was confused as to what he was doing here in my bed this morning. Maybe he hadn’t gotten lucky?

He looked exasperatedly at me as he got comfortable in MY bed, “I left after she fell asleep…” He enunciated in a ‘duh’ tone, implying that I should have known that since it was the normal thing to do. Not.

“So you slept with the girl, waited ‘til she fell asleep and then sneaked out of her place and into my bed. Well aren’t you a real gentlemen.” My voice - and expression - dripped sarcasm.

“I’d rather sleep in your bed than hers. She kept trying to cuddle me.” He had the audacity to sound disgusted.

“You were cuddling me!” I exclaimed not understanding his reasoning at all. He just shrugged his shoulders and wafted his hand in a dismissive way, “Details.” He said.