Bulletproof

Chapter 11

"I'm lactose intolerant...so can we do Chinese?" She asked.

I know I should have been disappointed, but I wasn't; I was focused on the amazing body that stood before me, and I was...mesmerized.

"What is it?" She asked innocently.

"O-Oh nothing! Chinese is fine!" I blurted, flustered beyond saving.

"I'm Ana-" she stated "-Ace, just called me Ace." She announced.

"Jersey," I replied.

We shook hands, and even after our hands separated, the traces of her touch felt imprinted on my palm. I showed her to the bathroom and turned the shower on for her. I left the bathroom to hunt down some clothes for her in my bedroom.

Digging through my closet, I tried finding a few items that I thought could probably fit her. It took a while, but I managed to pick out a black t-shirt and some basketball shorts. I grabbed them, placed them in my arms, and headed in the direction of the bathroom.

I thought I heard the water turn off in the bathroom.

"Ace," I said placing your hand on the bathroom door knob, "I have some clothes for you."

I felt the circular handle of the doorknob turn. I found myself stumbling in the bathroom with my clothes in hand. When I looked up, I found myself in the presence of a very flushed and naked Ace.

"Wow," I breathed.

I didn't mean to say that out loud!

"Where are your towels?" Ace asked.

"Behind you," I replied, my eyes still ogling her body.

"If you have something to say Jersey, then say it," she insisted seductively.

She grabbed a towel from the rack across from the toilet and wrapped it around her body casually. I felt my entire body heat with fever, so I can only imagine how red my face was.

I handed her my clothes and ran out of the bathroom as fast as I could. I slammed the door shut and bolted into my own room. Stripping off my wet clothes, I grabbed a towel from my drawer and proceeded to dry myself off. After I felt less like a wet dog and more like a human, I looked for some fresh clothes to put on.

I dug through the pile on my bed and found something satisfactory after a few minutes.Throwing the rest of the pile of clothes on my dresser, I proceeded to place on some shorts and a grey t-shirt. I had just finished shoving on my shorts and was about to place the t-shirt over my head when I heard a whistle.

Shocked, I threw the shirt to the floor.

"You gave me quite the show there," husked Ace, standing in the doorway. She had her hand on the door fixture.

I turned around so she couldn't see me and I finished putting on my shirt as calmly as I could manage. I went to my bedside table and grabbed a hair tie to pull my hair back into a ponytail.

"Get dressed," I muttered.

There's no way a woman that gorgeous could honestly be flirting with me...right?

"Don't be such a prude Jersey!" Ace teased.

"You want to watch a movie while we eat?" I asked indifferently.

"Sure..." Ace murmured, "let me get dressed."

She walked away from the doorway, and I exhaled deeply.I didn't even realize I was holding my breath until that point. I slowly walked into the living room and grabbed my cell phone from the coffee table.