“Maybe he’s just a little less of a stranger to me than you,” I say.
Jacqui stares at me. Then she snorts, shaking her head.
“Whatever, too late now,” she says. “Now, tell me why you don’t want to see him again? He seems like a nice guy, and you were positively drooling when you talked about his muscles before.”
“Hey,” I say, blushing. “He seemed like a nice guy but, as you said, I don’t really know him. Besides, it was just a one-night-stand, nothing more.”
Jacqui stares at me with narrowed eyes.
“You’re embarrassed,” she concludes and I scowl at her. “Really? I don’t know why you’re so embarrassed. If I banged a guy that’s as hot as you seem to think he is, I wouldn’t have anything to be embarrassed about.”
“He was good looking,” I admit. I sigh. “You didn’t see me last night. I was all over him to convince him to have sex with me.”
“Well, you got what you wanted,” Jacqui points out.
“Not the point,” I huff. “Besides, I wouldn’t know how to find him.”
“I just think it’s pointless to be embarrassed now,” Jacqui says, shrugging. “If you really want, I can help you track him down?”
The thing is, I do know how to find Kyle if I want to. He told me where he works. I could easily go there and find him at some point.
But I think it’s best not to.
“No,” I decide. “Last night was nice, but I don’t want a relationship with someone based on the way we tumbled into bed on the first night we met.”
“Uh huh,” Jacqui says, clearly skeptical. “Whatever you want, Allison. W
ell, either way, the offer stands if you change your mind.”
“I know,” I assure her. “Thanks.”
She rolls her eyes at me, but grins. Then she slings an arm over my shoulder.
“So, you prepared for the test today?” she asks.
I freeze.
“Test?” I croak.
Oh, damn, I forgot about the test today. It was nowhere near as important as the grueling exams we just went through, but it will count toward a percentage of my class marks.
I had been fully prepared to go home last night and take a look over my notes before bed. Then I was going to quickly scan them when I got up in the morning.
Everything with Kyle, however, pushed all thoughts of study out the window.
“Well, look at you, Miss Studious!” Jacqui teases. “All grown up and forgetting about your studies after a good round of sex. Maybe I should track Kyle down for you; at least he got you to stop stressing!”
That’s it, I’m definitely not recommending the workshop where Kyle works as the mechanic to Jacqui. I don’t need to give her any more ammunition than I already have.
“Yeah, but now I’m really stressed!” I say, panicked. I wrack my mind. “What was the test on again?”
“Wow,” Jacqui whistles. She seems far too amused by all this. “You had a really good night.”
“It isn’t funny!” I snap.
“Sorry,” Jacqui says, smile finally falling.
She glances at me and I cross my arms, feeling oddly vulnerable under her gaze. Her lips are pursed now.