Roommates... with my Ex Boyfriend (Roommates Series: Book #1)

Chapter 19

Jace

I stare at the blank paper, unsure whether to feel frustrated, or upset. I can't find the proper words --- why can't I find the proper fūcking words? We've been together for two whole years, I love her, but how can I say that in a poetic way? How can I write the way the men that she secretly wishes were me in her books?

My father had no problem writing his letter for my mother, so why am I having so much trouble? Yes, they've been together for about twenty years, but that doesn't mean I love Lauren any less than my father loves his wife. Wife. I'm going to make Lauren my wife one day. It won't be for another few years, no more than ten, but no less than five. Even then, being married at twenty two is too young, and too dangerous. 

My father places a hand on my shoulder, and I immediately smack it off, quickly standing up in the process. "This is būllshit!"

He opens his mouth to say something, but I storm out of the front door before I can hear any of it. I don't care about how important this letter could have been, I don't care how much this letter could mean to Lauren, and I don't care about how I could be dead within the next few days. All I care about, right now, is seeing, and being with my girlfriend. I glance at the clock. She's definitely in her bedroom, but I don't know if she's asleep, or not. Hopefully, she isn't.

I quietly close my car door when I get to the house of Johnsons. I stand beneath her window, looking up at it, at her. I smile at the beautiful woman. She had worried me by not answering my calls, but now, I can see that she's clearly awake. She opens her window as I begin to climb the piece of wood that's for decoration, but ever since that first night, just over two years ago, I've been using it as a ladder.

She helps me through her window, and shuts it once I'm in. She's absolutely gorgeous, and I love her, but I didn't know how to say that, or what to add to that, so I gave up on the dąmn letter.

I kiss her, catching her off guard, but she begins to kiss me back a couple of seconds later. I wrap my arms around her waist, and pull her closer to me. I immediately regret it though because when she shifts, she wakes the beast within me, along with my mąnhood. I regret it because I know that we can't fūck each other. She won't let me because her family is home, and I'd rather her screaming not wake her family up. They'd kick me out right away, and seal the windows almost permanently.

She pulls away, her lips swollen, and cheeks pink. A beautiful sight.

"We should meet up somewhere every night," I suggest. I don't like the fact that her parents, and brother are stopping us from doing things that I badly want to do.

Excitement sparks in her eyes. "You drove your car here, right?"

I smirk, and a few seconds later, we're helping each get through her window.

- - -

"Where were you late last night until this morning?" Jess asks me, narrowing her eyes suspiciously.

I roll my eyes, close the door of my locker, and begin walking away from her, but she follows me. Why me? Why did I have to get stuck with the annoying little sister?

I glare at her. "Where do you think I was?"

I thought she was smart. Clearly, she isn't because if she was, she'd know that I was with Lauren since I left home last night until a few minutes ago.