I casually checked my phone after my shower to see three missed calls from Jake. I called him back thinking something happened only to find out that he was bored. He wanted to come over but I refused him because Jesse is here. I don't want to make him uncomfortable.
Jake kept whining like a child but I cursed him off before hanging up. I decided to call my maid after that. I needed to tell her that she doesn't have to come over today.
Since I'm not that busy, I think it's better if I cook today.
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I made my way to the kitchen to make breakfast. I checked for Jesse in my room but he wasn't there so I guessed he would be in the kitchen.
He must've gone there to make coffee.
I froze as soon as I entered the kitchen. Jesse was there bending down to pick something from the floor. It caused the shirt he wore to ride up to his back, exposing the tight boxers he wore underneath.
Good lord...his ass looks so plum-AVERAGE! His ass looks average! Why the hell am I even thinking about his ass anyway?!
I quickly caught myself and looked away. There's something wrong with me nowadays.
I coughed to make my presence known. Jesse quickly straightened up as soon as he heard me. He hastily picked up the things and tugged the shirt down.
"Umm... sorry, I dropped the spoons," He said timidly while scratching the back of his neck.
I just smiled and decided not to comment on it. It's better if I don't make it too awkward.
"Did you make something? " I asked, looking around the kitchen.
"Yeah... I made pancakes," He smiled.
"What? Already?"
"Yeah," He gave me a sheepish smile.
"Then I'll make some bacon and scrambled eggs, " I said and got to work. Jesse helped with it and we both cleaned the kitchen after we made breakfast.
It was fun cooking with him. He taught me some tricks his mom used in the kitchen.
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We decided to finish the remaining chapters for the exam after having breakfast. Jesse explained everything so easily as usual. I was trying my best to concentrate but it was hard for me.
How am I supposed to concentrate when something so eye-catching is in front of me? I wanted to rip my brain out.
I shouldn't feel this way. I never felt this way....
I can't believe I'm getting distracted by a guy.
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Well, to say I'm distracted would be an understatement. His thighs really looked like a girl's and it was very hard to pry my eyes away from them. They were thick and seemed like they would be soft to touch. I tried so much to resist the urge to stare. He was a guy for god sake!
Is it because I haven't gone out with a girl for a long time?
Yeah... that must be it.
There's no way I'd feel like this otherwise.
I'm just horny I think.
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After two hours of the torturous study session, we finally finished the chapters.
Haaa.....what a fucking relief!
I was glad I made it through. I offered to make hot chocolate and Jesse agreed. It was still pouring outside so we decided to have some hot chocolate before cooking lunch.
Jesse watched it from the kitchen counter while I made it. He asked me to make it in Italian style and I gladly agreed. I gave him a cup of hot chocolate with a spoon.
"Umm...Tristan?" I heard him call me as we sat down. I looked at him and raised a brow.
He was fiddling with the sleeves of his shirt which was way too big on him that it gave him sweater paws.
"Um...yesterday... I'm sorry for causing you so much trouble..." He said while looking down. "I didn't mean to do that.... but thank you for taking care of me," He timidly looked up and offered me a small smile.
"No need to say sorry," I smiled. "It's not your fault. Everyone is afraid of something in their life," I don't want him to think of that as something embarrassing. "Can I ask one thing?" I asked Jesse and he nodded for me to go on. "Is there a reason why you're afraid of it? It's okay if you don't want to answer,"
He shook his head. "There's no specific reason. I was afraid of it for as long as I can remember. It happens only when thunder and lightning come. I'm really scared of it and I often have panic attacks because of it. Usually, when there's a storm, my sister comes into my room and cuddles with me," He chuckled.
