bite me.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ __ _
'Rob...' I whisper out, and he looks to me.
'I saw you last night. In the shower. I wanted to walk in, to join you. Touch you. But I was scared. I didn't know if you wanted me there. Did you want me there? Did you want me to see you like that? God, Brad. I was a wreck last night. I kept thinking about you. Your body, your movements. I couldn't help it, I had to touch myself. Thinking of you bro. Hey.'
"Bro?"
My head snapped up, panting softly and staring into dark, brown eyes. I give the guy a half smile, which he returns.
"You slept through this whole class. And we don't even have this class together."
"Hmmhpft?" I mumble to him, unable to look from his eyes. He gives a soft, deep laugh matching his voice perfectly.
"Do you have a class here earlier in the day? Maybe you fell asleep during it. Because as far as I know we don't have this class together."
I bring a hand up to wipe away any drool from my slumber and roughly rub my eyes, leaning back in the seat.
"Shit.." I mumble out again, a wave of rarely seen bashfulness controlling me. And I'm still smiling at this guy.
"Didn't mean to bother you, just thought maybe you had somewhere to be. A more comfortable bed at least or something." He smiles more to me, and I give a little nod. Goddamn he has sexy lips. And eyes. And damn if he was wearing a tighter shirt I just might believe I died and somehow made it to heaven. That's a hell of a chest.
"Can't believe I did that. Thanks, you know, for waking me." I say, looking back to his eyes.
"Couldn't help but notice you.."
I'm a little taken aback. Either he's hitting on me, or I was snoring. God I hope I wasn't talking in my sleep.
"I don't think anyone else noticed, though." He must have seen concern on my face, and I nod and thank him again. "You good?"
"Yeah, fine. Should be getting out of here though."
"Yeah, me too. See you around?"
"Yeah." I give him a smile, and he turns to leave. And fuck, his ass. Almost makes me want to repent in case heaven is indeed like this. Small waist, broad shoulders.
Shaking myself, I shove the notebook I was using as a pillow into my bag. I get up, heading home for the day.
Once inside I make my way straight to the fridge, and find Rob already standing in front of it.
"Anything?"
"Not worth eating."
"Eh. Hey, where do all the really sexy gay guys hang out at?"
"Think you'd know better than me." Rob says, shutting the refrigerator door.
"Yeah, but.." I stop, looking at Rob and giving him a smile.
"But?" He asks, raising an eyebrow.
'But I've never seen him at any of the places I go before' quickly changes in my mind to 'but it doesn't matter because you're right here.'
"But nothing. Pizza?"
"Sounds good, I'll go call 'em."
I watch Rob walk away, letting out a soft sigh. Fuck that guy was sexy, and I didn't even get a name.
What about Rob, you dumbass, right?
What if Rob is not gay, I might as well have a back up fuck planned.
