My Cowboy

Chapter 18

"So let me get this straight, you actually slept in his bed? With him? Without complaining about it? Like at all?" Zoey asks what they have all been wondering since Elize told them about me coming out of Zach's room this morning.

"For the fifth time, yes I slept in his bed, and yes he slept in it too, and no we did not do anything naughty, got it? And I were so tired I fell asleep before I was able to complain and in the morning my only thoughts were on Elize and what she'd think when she saw me come out of his room, anything else you want to know?" I answer their questions, to which Elize add:

"Yeah, but she did not seem very angry about it in the morning 'cause she didn't complain about it at all, more than the fact that he made her wear his jersey", I look down at what I'm wearing.

"Yeah tell us the story about that", Chase demands but Alex raises his hands.

"Stop, wait a minute! Just to make sure, it wasn't a terrible night then?" I shrugh.

"Yesssss, I win, whoop whoop!" He yells making some kind of victory dance. But my face must have dripped of confusions because he tells me about the bet we made in the beginning of the week, about him choosing a date for me if I enjoyed Jerkface's stay.

"Oh, you mean that! No!! I did not enjoy it, I were just so tired I did not have it in me to argue about it and then I didn't wake up until the morning so I couldn't really have left, you know?"

"Uhmhm, sure, if you expect me to actually believe that you gotta give me more credit, I'm not that stupid..." I look at him with an are-you-serious look which he mirrors right back. We have a mini staring contest until Chase waves his hand in our faces.

"Tell me the story about why you're wearing his shirt! You're killing us with the suspense here!" He gestures to the rest of the group which bobs their head up and down. Except for Elize who smirks since she knows the story, and believe me, she has laughed about it all the time since we came here.

"Ugh, maybe I shouldn't tell you then so that I'd get you off my case" They roll their eyes and I smirk and continue. "Nah, just kidding, I love you guys! Okay, so he told me this morning that I'd have to wear his shirt because apparently I talked to myself last night, which I highly doubt by the way, and he thought it would be a suitable punishment to wear it. Anyways, he didn't give it to me before he headed out to the game so I thought that he had forgotten about it but then..." I think back to what happened.

Flashback

When we got here someone walked into me, spilling their drink all over my shirt. So I walked to a bathroom to try to wash as much of it off as possible but of course the closest I found were right by the changing rooms and just my luck, who walked out them right when I got there? Of course it had to be him! He told me it looked like I was in need of a shirt since mine was obviously ruined. And he said all of this with a cocky look making me glare at him. I rolled my eyes and walked into the bathroom but he followed.

"You do realize you're in the ladies' room right now, right?" He just shrugs and stare at me.

"You sure you don't want a shirt? I have a spare one in my bag" He smirks and count to ten trying to calm down but he tells me to wait and leaves before I even have the chance to say anything. Since he's finally gone I take my shirt off and proceed to try to wash it off but while the water's running I didn't hear the door open and close. I wasn't aware that it was someone else in there until someone whistled.

"Wow, I didn't think I'd get a show this nice!" My hands fly to cover my chest and I spin around, all in less than one second. I glare at him and kindly tell him to get ass out of here but he just shakes his head and tell me that he likes it better in here. I take a deep breath and am right about to start yelling when he holds his hand out, with nothing else but his spare jersey in it. I snatch it from his hand and run to a stall to put it on cause I'm not giving him the pleasure of seeing me do it. While I put it on I begin to realize that he probably made this happen.