The Sort of Perfect Match

Chapter 11

The next morning Jessica got out of the bed with great difficulty since Matt had an arm slung across her torso, and man, was his hand heavy. She got up and went into the bathroom to brush her teeth and wash her face. She looked in the mirror that was on the wall and nearly screamed at the reflection that she saw, she looked like a freaking zombie. She quickly smoothed out her hair and brushed her teeth. When she got out she found Matt wide awake.

" Good morning!" she said to Matt.

" Hi," he replied. She walked over to her desk and started to tidy up her stuff.

" Hey, Jess?"

" Yeah?"

" Do you think Lawson did what he did because he was jealous?"

" It has crossed my mind. Why?"

" No it was just a thought," he replied.

" No tell me," she pushed.

" Well because you are smokin' as hell, who wouldn't be jealous?" He couldn't help but smile at the way she looked down to try and hide the bright crimson colour that was evident on her face. " No I'm serious, you are very beautiful, but you look cuter when you blush," he said as a matter-of-fact. 

Well who told him to go and say that, the girl lit up like a Christmas, whilst Matt stood there grinning like an idiot knowing that he had that kind of effect on her. Her now red face became pale as she though of something.

" Hey, what are you thinking?" he asked her.

" Jess, Jessica!" he waved a hand in front of her face.

" Hmm? What?"

" What-are-ya-thinking?" he said slowly as if talking to a child.

" Oh, nothing really, it's just that I have to go and tutor that dickwad in Maths," she replied in a flat tone, with an impassive expression on her face. Matt just doubled over in laughter, clutching his stomach for dear life since he was laughing so hard.

" What is so funny?" she asked confused as to why he was laughing like a psychotic idiot.

" Oh gosh, I thought I just heard you say that you have to tutor Lawson in Maths!" he said and she just looked at him with a stern expression. He immediately looked up and saw her expression, and he stopped laughing.

" Oh wait, you're serious?" she just nodded in response.

" You have no clue what so ever?" he asked her and she just glared at him.

" Sweetheart, Lawson is a Math major. He doesn't need tutoring." She became angry, the blood in her veins boiling, but she was also taken aback since Matt had just called her sweetheart. 

" Oh, that bloody son of a gun lied to me. He is so gonna catch these hands when I see him today." She said steam practically coming out of her ears.

" Wait are you going to fight him?" he questioned her with a surprised look on his handsome face.

" You know what ' catching hands' mean?" she asked in disbelief.

" Of course, I'm not as stupid as much as you think I am," he said to her.

" Oh, dear, I don't think that you are stupid. I think that you are rather cute," she told him and his eyebrows shot up in amusement as he walked closer to her.

" Do you now?" 

" Y-Yes I d-do," she said stuttering. With every step that he took forward she took backward, until she was eventually backed up against the wall. He placed his hands on either side of her head, to prevent her from trying to run, not that she had anywhere to really run.

He bent his neck towards her, his lips gently brushed hers, and it sent shivers down her spine making her breathing quicken. His lips moved past hers and went straight for her jaw, he trailed slow kisses along her jawline and down her neck as small moans escaped her lips, he smiled against her. He eventually found her sweet spot, the spot right under her ear, he nipped and sucked at the bare skin causing her to moan. 

But their romantic moment didn't last long as there was a knock at her door.

" Oh who in the hell-" she stopped when she opened the door to see her friend Kesha standing there.

" Who are you ' who in the hell-ing'?" she asked with a sheepish smile on her face.

Her smile soon grew wider as she saw Matt behind her friend, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

" Hi Matt, didn't see you there, bye now" she said merrily as she shoved Matt out the door. " Are you kicking me out?" he asked.

" Yope," she replied popping the 'p.'

" But-" he didn't finish as he was cut off by the door slamming in his face.

" What's wrong with you? Did I interrupt something?" she asked her friend, whi just stood there blushing, "Oh I so totally did!"

Kesha pushed Jessica towards the bed. " Now you are going to sit here," she said plopping Jessica down on the bed, " and you are going to tell me everything, capiche?"