Denver
My head just peeks out above the last steps when I hear the loud slap echo through the hallway. I grin as I climb the last few steps and watch as Gemma spins around and stomps into her room, leaving Odis standing in the hallway alone.
I walk up behind him and slap the back of his head.
“What the fuck?” He rubs his head and turns to face me. There is a red handprint on his cheek, and my smile turns into a full-on belly laugh.
“You’re such an idiot.” I shake my head at him. “You really think she is going to be that easy? She hates your guts.”
“Why? She can’t possibly hold a grudge because I teased her a little when we were kids.” He shrugs.
“Wow, you really are a moron. A self-absorbed moron at that. Apart from the fact that you are oblivious to what Gemma actually went through at school, did you forget our rule?”
“I didn’t forget. I chose to ignore it,” he replies, unashamed.
“Well, I guess that means you don’t mind if I try to get in her pants as well?”
Odis looks at me for a moment like he wants to shove me down the stairs but then forces a smile instead. “Sure, go for it. Out of curiosity, how are you going to manage that? She hates you just as much.”
“Simple. I’ll find something she wants, and I’ll give it to her.”
Odis snorts. “Good luck with that.”
He turns away from me and makes his way to his room. I wait until he is inside, so he doesn’t know what I’m doing next. On light feet, I head toward Gemma’s door. Without knocking, I twist the knob. As expected, I find it locked.
I reach up and run my fingers along the top of the doorframe until I find the small wire key. It’s hilarious that she thinks a wooden door is going to protect her. I unlock the door with ease and let myself into the room, which I find empty.
The sound of the shower running in the attached bathroom meets my ears.
Perfect.Taking off my shoes, I flop down on the bed and wait for the goddess in the other room to finish her shower.
Seconds tick by, and with each passing one, I get more excited, my dick harder. By the time the shower turns off, my cock is so hard it’s throwing a two-person tent in my slacks.
The door opens, and steam billows out into the bedroom. Gemma steps out with a towel wrapped around her slender body and another one securing her hair.
It takes her about two seconds to spot me on the bed. Her gray eyes go wide, and her hands come up to clutch her towel like she is worried I’m going to rip it off her body. To my surprise, she doesn’t scream or run back into the bathroom. Instead, she stands there and stares at me with her mouth hanging open.
“W-what the fuck?” she growls at me, slightly stuttering the first word.
“You’re so cute when you’re mad.” I grin.
“Out!” she orders, pointing at the door.
“No.” I shake my head and grin when I see her looking down at my crotch.
Her face reddens with anger, and she stomps her foot on the floor in the most adorable way. I can’t help but smile, which only makes her more furious. She stomps over to the bed.
Keeping her grip on the towel with one hand, she grabs my arms with the other and tries to pull me off the bed.
“Out!” she repeats, tugging on my arm as hard as she can.
Of course, I don’t move an inch. She grunts in frustration and lets go of my arm. She is about to walk away when I grab her wrist and pull her onto the bed with me.
She shrieks as she falls on top of me. Before she can even try to get up, I roll us over, so she is trapped between the mattress and my body.
Her chest heaves, and her hands press against my chest. She lost the towel on her head completely, and her wet hair is spread out on the pillow like a golden halo. The towel around her torso came undone as well, and part of her perky tits is peeking out.
“Get off!” she demands, shoving at my chest.