My Messy Life

Chapter 11

I finally made it back to my dorm. I walked slower than I normally would have, thinking about Brandon and the night I was about to have. I wanted to get drunk, have fun and dance my ass off. I was hoping there wouldn't be any issues with him and Mia. Mia was shy but I'd come to realize that she had zero problem speaking her mind when it called for it.

I took a deep breath and got into the shower, hoping it would calm my nerves. I made sure I washed my hair twice, loving the feel of my nails rubbing my scalp. I made sure I scrubbed my body just as well, making my skin red. I wanted to rub off any bad thoughts I may have had about tonight.

Finally getting out of the shower, I realized I only had about thirty minutes to get ready before Brandon got here. I checked my phone to make sure I didn't have any missed calls and I ran back to my room to get dressed. I had decided to go with the more revealing of the outfits. I wasn't normally so daring but I wanted Brandon to realize I was sexy, fun and most importantly desired by other men. He wasn't going to play games with me anymore and if he didn't realize he was the only man I could be with, tonight he would.

I made sure I wasn't quite ready by seven o'clock when Brandon was supposed to pick me up. I heard him knowing and yelled out to him to come inside, I wasn't done getting dressed yet.

"Davis?" I heard Brandon call my name and it made me smile.

"I'm in here," I called out to him and a few seconds later he walked into my bedroom. He was wearing dark jeans with a black button up shirt. His sleeves were rolled up to his elbows and he honestly looked good enough to eat. I ran my eyes up his body and when he cleared his throat I finally looked at his eyes.

"See something you like?" He smirked at me and walked to me slowly. His hands slid inside my bathrobe, on to my hips.

"You look beautiful, Davis. You should just keep on what you have on and we can stay in tonight." I looked down at myself and realized I hadn't closed the front of my robe. I was flashing him my lacey, black underwear. His hands moved from my hips to my ass and he squeezed lightly as he stepped closer to me, invading my personal bubble.

"Feel something you like?" I asked him with a smirk as his lips crashed to mine.

"Mmmm hum," he responded and I smiled against his mouth. I ran my hands through his hair and ground my waist against his. His kisses became hungry then and I felt his excitement in return.

"Brandon, slow down." He kissed me a few more times but slowly gave me my personal space back. He moved away from me and turned to leave the room, causing me to frown in his direction.

"Where are you going?" I asked him in a very shocked tone.

"The living room. I'm trying to respect you and if I don't leave I won't be able to." I was shocked. He was really trying to honor my rules. I smiled at him and bounced back to stand in front of him. I hugged his body and for a second he just stood there, shocked. He finally returned my hug, kissed the top of my head and held me tight against him.

"Davis, I really am sorry for how stupid I was. Thank you for giving me a second try to prove to you I can be a good guy, the right guy for you." I was shocked by his words and I looked up at him.