Just the Girl

Chapter five: In your Face

Chapter 5: In your Face

She flutter her eyes open as she looked from side to side before resting her gaze firmly at me, her eyes then widen with confusion before turning into a cold threatening glare.

“What in Grimm’s name are you doing in my own effin’ bedroom?” she asked in a firm voice.

I hadn’t have fun in years, maybe making fun with Lauren doesn’t hurt to try.

“You should’ve asked yourself for dragging me here last night. Oh and mind I compliment you; you are one hell of an animal in bed, hotshots!” I smirked while waiting for her reaction.

“Oh, screw you!” she just got off her bed on the other side and headed straight to open her closet. I turn to look at her retreating figure and my eyes widen to what I just gazed. Damn! Before I could fully gain composure and tell her, she turned to look back at me then frowned even more.

“Why the hell are you still here? if I remember clearly, you have a villa next door instead of barging in some neighboring villas like a hobo--- and why the hell are you looking at me with eyes as wide as saucers like somehow I just have grown two heads?” she asked with irritation in her tone of voice.

I just smirked at her figure as she gave me a weird look and followed my gaze to where it was fixed. Much to her surprise, she looked down and gasped only to see herself in her undies.

Damn!! H-O-T!! She scurried over her closet and snatched her robe immediately, covering the good sight of her sizzling red lacy-edge panty. She was blossomed with shades of red, a result of both anger and embarrassment. She had a grimace carved on her face, as if she was about to kill me with her deathly glares.

I stood up with a concern look on my face, trying my best not to piss her because right now her eyes were flashing multiple possibilities in ways for her to kill me but her gaze broke up on mine as it ran down looking at my 6 pack of abs and down to my happy trail.

For a moment, I studied her reaction, though the girls I had slept before always flushed by simple things like for instance looking at my happy trail down to what we agree to call as paradise, Lauren’s reaction was a stern look of disgust. She looked back to my eyes and still I managed to smirk.

“Take a picture, it lasts long!” I winked. She fumed with a look of disgust to my face before firing commands and threats.

“GET THE HELL OUT, CHRYSLER!! SERIOUSLY! GET OUT! IF YOU DON’T AT THIS VERY MOMENT I’M SERIOUSLY GOING TO CALL THE COPS AND REPORT YOU FOR TRESPASSING AND RAPE!!!” she screamed pointing at her bedroom door. Hotshot’s really burning right now. If you ask me the meaning of the so-called ‘burning’? I’d say she’s sizzling hot in her state of being really angry!

“Alright, hotshots but seriously you need to take breaths of calm air” I said throwing my hands up.

“How can I breathe calm air if all of the sudden you’re presence brings suffocation around the air I breathe?” she nonchalantly argued. Ouch! It’s like her words stung past my cheeks but somehow I managed to kid a little while longer.

“Does that mean you can’t control how hot I look right now with my PJ’s hanging low?” I somehow manage to grin. She managed to pinch the bridge of her nose before firing back commands.

“If this is your way of getting a girl in bed then just get the hell out, Chrysler!” she said in a firm and composed voice. Damn! I was slapped really hard with those words. How can a girl like her manage to know simple guy moves without intentionally doing it? I froze. She looked back at me with eyes as ferocious as a lion.  She opened her mouth to say something but then closed it as I immediately interrupted her.