He Is My Roommate

Chapter 10 : Rumors Spread

His eyes search mine for answers and I suddenly realize how close our lips were. Feeling over exposed in my pajama shorts and white tank-top my body flushes with heat.

As if reading my mind, his emerald eyes flicker down to my cleavage and I immediately push him away with all off my strength.

"Move !" I yell out, my cheeks red and hot my heart pounding.

He leaps off of the bed laughing and looks down at me as I helplessly cover my chest with my knees.

"An A cup that's too bad" he whines.

That mean bastard! I was not a size A and he knew it, I was a definite proud size B! But a guy like him probably wanted some C or D cupped princess.

I grit my teeth and narrow my eyes at him but as much as I try to act strong and furious, my heart still felt knotted and all tingly. Damon Carson was inches away from me on my bed.

"You completely ruined my peaceful reading hour" I sigh rubbing my temples.

With that, Damon's eyes immediately shoot down to the book sprawled on my bed. It was a romantic erotic novel by my favorite writer Lust in WonderLand". Mom had said I was too young to read it and that it was too sexual, but I somehow managed to sneak it out with me all the way here. I mean hey, virgins needed these things right?

"What's it about?" Damon's hand reaches for the book and I hop off of the bed like a crazy lunatic.

"Give it back!" I lunge towards him but he raises the book stretching his arm high above his head.

Why did he have to be so tall?

"It's none of your business!" I jump up trying to grab it.

"It is", his black t- shirt rides up his abs as he stretches his arm even higher.

"I said give it back!" I run around him in circles jumping on tip toes but he keeps wriggling the book away from my reach.

"What is it?"

Damon chuckles and I pout feeling extremely furious, he was bullying me and he knew it.

"I said!" I try to grab it again but I fail "give me!" I jump but I miss it "my book!" I lunge towards him with all my strength but instead of a well done tackle, I loose my balance and clutch onto him as we both stumble backwards onto the bed.

It takes me a few seconds to open my eyes and adjust to what had just happened. I lay on top of Damon on the bed, my bare legs wrapped around his narrow waist, sitting on his hard stomach like a girl who was about to seduce her boyfriend. We both stared at each other in silence - him up at me and me down at him. His hair was tangled, his shirt was unbuttoned almost entirely now, and his chest was rising and falling with every breath.

OH MY GOD

Why wasn't he moving why wasn't he saying something? He's just lying there watching me, the book still in his hand. As if waiting for something to happen.

I resist the sudden urge to bend down and kiss him, twirl my fingers through his hair, touch him, caress his chest and lick his smooth neck, but then memories of what he said this morning came flooding in.

I hate it when girls touch me like that.

His green eyes study me, they wait for me, but instead of kissing him, instead of doing what any other girl would have done in my position, I peel myself off of his body and jump off of the bed trying not to drop onto the floor with my trembling legs.

My forehead is throbbing my mind is blank and my stupid hormones keep jumping around in my stupid body whenever he's close to me.

"Sorry" I cough out waiting for him to get up.