By the time his eyes opened, I’d forgotten why I was even in his room. I didn’t even know that he was looking at me at first since I was so fixated on his body. I was starting to get aroused over this off limits man.
“See something you like?” His voice broke into my racing fantasies as I looked on helplessly, finally meeting his eyes.
I blinked.
“Oh. Oh. I… I was looking for the laundry soap and couldn’t find any. I didn’t mean to barge like this, but… my clothes are piling up,” I sounded like a stammering idiot and I closed my eyes.
I heard him hit the floor and opened my eyes to watch him wipe his face with a dark blue towel. Jackson looked amused as he walked up to me.
We locked gazes as I stepped backward into the hall.
“I used the rest of it this week and forgot to put the new bottle in the closet,” Jackson said, making his way towards the kitchen, his shorts dangerously low on his hips. His back was chiseled, and he was dewy with sweat as he reached under the sink. I would have never thought to look there. He presented me with the big bottle and grinned as I blushed a deep pink.
“Here you go.”
“Thank you,” I said as I wrapped my hand tightly around the handle. This apartment was shrinking and getting very hot. I turned to walk to the washing machine, wishing that I could escape.
I felt the way Jackson was looking at me as I started the washing machine, trying to keep myself calm. It was a huge bottle, and as my hand twisted painfully I bit my lip, not wanting to look like an idiot. He walked up behind me, leaning in as he reached around to help me. Jackson got the lid filled and dumped it in before rinsing it off. I swore that he moved painfully slow as he tightened the lid on the bottle and stepped back, brushing his hands.
“Thanks,” I said as I grabbed clothes to drop into the water. I was careful to not drop any bras or underwear as I loaded the machine.
Jackson looked amused with himself, but a dark look passed his face.
“You’re welcome,” he said as he got some water from the fridge. “It’s no problem about coming in. I work out often. You know that I’m a hotshot football star and all.”
He wasn’t looking at me, and I forced a laugh as I felt the heat continue to wash over my body.
Jackson smirked and headed back to his room. I finally let out my breath. I was stunned at the sight of him. His muscles flexed with the movement of him easily pulling himself up on the bar which I knew was not easy.
I got my own water and dropped onto the couch, needing the breeze coming through the window. I was flushed, and my mind felt blank as I stared at the TV that I hadn’t even turned on. Jackson was beautiful, and lust was cascading through me that I needed to contain. He was Greg’s best friend, my roommate. I couldn’t think about him like this.
My first time having sex was clumsy at best. It brought me no satisfaction and left me wondering what was so great about it. I even tried again a couple more times with the same guy and found it just as lackluster. When we decided to split, I was relieved.
Somehow, I knew that Jackson would be amazing in bed.
I heard the shower turn on. I pulled my legs up as I looked for the remote, turning on the TV to see a gorgeous blond. I realized that he couldn’t hold a candle to Jackson.
I was in so much trouble. I felt the aching between my legs and considered going back to my room to get myself off. I was dying but feeding the fire wasn’t going to help the situation. I needed to diffuse this, so I watched the show for a while.
When I heard the shower turn off, I switched to a sitcom, pretending to be interested in it. A few minutes later Jackson opened his door. He headed to the kitchen again and grabbed another water before dropping down on the couch a few feet away from me. “You like this show? I don’t remember you being a fan of sitcoms.”
“I haven’t seen that many episodes. Willow watched it. I was just killing time before I threw the stuff into the dryer,” I shrugged casually and felt his eyes on me.
“Want to order some pizza for dinner?” Jackson asked.
I swallowed the lump in my throat.
“Yeah. Sounds good to me.”
CHAPTER 6
JACKSON
I was heavy lifting as Nick spotted me at the gym. He was my closest friend on the team and a great guy, but he couldn’t stop talking about his new girlfriend. She was a local model who was getting known in the industry and he thought that he was hot shit because she was sleeping with him.