The Auction!

chapter 13

The day after, I traveled back home. Even though I shouldn't have been thinking of him, I spent the next few nights wondering if this was considered my first one night stand.

Was this an evening to remember? Was it one of those amazing evenings that I would remember yet never speak of?

The thought crossed my mind numerous times. Too many times I would say.

What now? I would ask myself.

What is our communication level now? Hello and goodbye? Should I wave? Keep the conversations light and short?

The feelings were still on my mind, evening after winter break was over and we had returned to our dorms a day before classes would begin.

"I'm still waiting for that info?" Kitty hugged her pillow against her chest as she waited for me to begin.

"I told you on the phone." I reminded her.

"No. You gave me the PG version. I want the XXX version." She winked.

"Well sadly, there is no XXX version. Just dinner and conversation."

"Oh hell no."

"Hell yes." I confirmed.

"So I attended some corny party for you to bid on this guy for you two to sit in the restaurant and talk? You two could have done that shit in the library." Kitty rolled her eyes, clearly annoyed that there was no story.

Well, no story I wanted to share.

I wasn't sure but I guess I wasn't ready to share that just yet.

"Remind me not to do that bulshit again. Okay?"

"Fine." I laughed, hiding the true story behind a very casual smile...

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I picked up my bag and snatched up my keys before I rushed out of the dormitory.

A week of classes had gone by and I picked today to be late for my class.

I don't tolerate lateness.

I could hear my professor's wicked voice in my head as I rushed toward my classroom.

"Slow down miss." Security at the building entrance as warned as sped passed him.

"Got it." I noted.

I made it to my classroom with a minute to spare before I sat down in my seat.

"Glad you made it Alisha." My teacher taunted.

I dreaded this class, however it was mandatory. It was a boring, lengthy class that I was required to take this semester; class that Monte seemed to distract me from.

Is he okay?

Strangely, I have yet to see him. Not even a whispering conversation where is name was mentioned by others.

Where is he?

None of my business.

It was true. His whereabouts were none of my concern however the question still lingered in my head.

Where is Monte?

***

Just one more glass.

I think I gave Kitty this line an estimate of five times. Thankfully, she did not question me. She just filled my glass to the rim with wine.

"Two weeks down after winter break. Can we cheer to that?" Kitty hiccupped.

"Sure." We toasted, nearly missing each other's glass before we began to drink again.

Two weeks into the spring semester and we were already feeling the pressure. Even though it has only been a short time, midterms were already around the corner.

Kitty quickly finished off her drink before she placed her glass beside the couch.

"I need-" she pointed toward the narrow hall. "To pee."

Kitty stumbled out of the living room area; tumbling into walls and tables. Singing loudly until her voice diminished when the bathroom door closed.

I collapsed on to the couch; a smile on my face as the strange yet exhilarating feeling took over me.

As I closed my eyes, I began to think hard on a few things. Things that helped me cast out that room spinning feeling that would occur when I thought about falling asleep after a wild night.

Monte. I thought. Where are you?

I want you.

I groaned out in frustration.

Come fuck me. I fantasized.

I could hear his voice in my head. That smooth yet deep voice that carried seduction every time he spoke.

Alisha.

I could hear him saying my name. I could hear that faint calling to me as he called out for me.

I could picture his face. A smile so appealing that it would leave any woman drooling.

A smile that left me wet.

Alisha baby. He would voice.

Monte. I would whimper. Are you going to fuck me or not?

Alisha? I would flinch when my name rolled off of his tongue.

"Alisha."

The voice became louder than before, igniting a flame in me that I wanted him to put out.

Fuck me Monte. It seemed to be more than a thought when my lips moved, my words spilling out of my mouth in a whisper as I felt myself wake.

"Alisha!"

I heard my name loud and clear this time. The voice screaming for me, pressing to get my attention. The voice....familiar.

My eyes shot open; my vision a blur as the spinning room slowly but surely came to a halt.

The room was slightly dark however the light from the television offered a faint yet helpful glow. A glow well enough to reveal the person that stood a few steps away from me.

"Alisha." He called.

Monte!"

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