Set Me On Fire (18+)

"Girls" Night Out

ELLEN'S POV

I looked in the mirror one more time before tying up a black lace bathrobe with a thin belt around my waist. I barely could recognize myself.

I was the same Ellen, same body, same hair, same face, but I was different at the same time. I just couldn't figure out what exactly. Maybe it was my attitude, maybe a desire to make myself look better for someone I should never give a fuck about.

I've never actually cared about my looks. My main purpose has always been to make sure I look presentable, fresh and not too pretentious. A simple jacket, blouse and a pencil skirt would always work for me. And at home I would rather wear a simple shorts and a t-shirt.

And here I am in front of my mirror in the sexiest underwear I have. Black thin panties and a semi-transparent lace bra barely could cover the most intimate parts of my body. I still could remember how Mia and Naty forced me to get it when we went shopping together last time. They said that thin lace underwear would make me feel more confident and sexy.

This kind of "showing off" yourself and your body and making feel yourself sexy has always been ridiculous for me. Apparently felling sexy, desirable and seductive is something I never wanted and I never could understand. I felt pretty fine with my simple life. And of course an underwear would never make me feel any kind of feelings.

I threw a quick look at the reflection in the mirror. I felt uncomfortable to say the least. 

In the reflection, I could see a shy blonde girl with the most average figure. Just like everything in my life, my appearance had nothing to catch any man's eye. And sexy underwear on such a body looked ridiculous.

I sighed.

You're doing it for yourself, not for him. Got it, Ellen? 

I tried to convince myself. But who am I kidding? All my mind and thoughts lately were locked on Jax. He occupied my mind and I couldn't get rid of him. No matter what I did, he was always there with his sexy arrogant smirk.

Fuck. Now this underwear looks even more ridiculous. Would a guy like Jax ever look at someone as simple as me? Of course not!

Jax Rotman was exact opposite of me. He was anything but average. And he surely needed someone of his level, aka not me. As if he even needed anyone in his life. That guy was very happy and satisfied with his life free of women's drama.

Ugh, why do I even have such thoughts? Don't be embarrassed of yourself! He needed some help with university, remember? Just be confident, El. 

I tossed aside a short lace bathrobe I wanted to put on earlier and threw an oversized shirt on.

This will work too.

A soft knock on my door made me jump with a surprise.

"What?" I yelled and crossed my arms on the chest. 

Door opened and Naty showed up with a big grin on her face. She was also wearing a robe, which made me roll my eyes immediately.

No way in the hell I'm putting a one on myself.

"If you want to stay in your room for the rest of the evening, I'll send your new "best friend" right in here. And believe me, he'll love this idea even more, than you can imagine," Naty needled and looked at an oversized shirt I had on.