Every part of my body seemed to be firing explosive tingles through me, urging me to grab hold of him and pull him against me here and now. I didn’t even want to wait for tonight. I wanted him.
But there was one small part of me that resisted. Reminding me that I was serious when I said I wasn’t dating anyone right now.
“I really need to focus on figuring all this shit out before I get involved with anyone,” I said. Internally, my body was screaming. Before it could betray me, I pushed through the doors and headed for the first cold shower I could find.
“Wait,” Luka called.
I turned to see the door closing behind him.
“The fuck, Luka!” Someone yelled.
“Hey, get out, incubus!” Someone else called.
“Luka, what the hell are you doing?” I asked.
“I’m not sure. Breaking all my own rules.” He smirked.
Flutters filled my chest and my mind swirled back to the dream that didn’t feel like a dream. Wasn’t this every girl’s fantasy? A sexy Greek-god of a man chasing her down and confessing… actually, I wasn’t sure what he was doing, but it felt like it should be romantic.
Even my own body was betraying me as tingles started between my thighs. It was as if I reacted to him on instinct, with no free will of my own.
And that was fucking terrifying.
“You have to leave,” I said. “I told you, I can’t do this right now.”
“Are you going to fuck her or what?” someone called.
I glanced behind me to see Violet standing with her hands on her hips.
“Because if you’re not going to get it on, you’re wasting all of our time. Hers, yours, and your audience.” Violet said.
She was right, there was a group of girls gathered around her and all of their eyes were fixed on me. Most of them wore knowing glances.
“I mean, I don’t blame you for sampling a demon but make sure you get him to wrap that thing. We all know where its been,” a mousy girl with huge ears and light brown hair said.
The rest of the girls laughed and my cheeks burned. I knew I had to be as red as my hair. Had all of these women slept with Luka? Had they done it in dreams or in real life? Either way, the implication made me furious. I didn’t want to share him.
I shook my head, sending the insane thoughts away. We didn’t even know each other. Our interaction last night wasn’t real. I lowered my voice, trying to gain at least a little privacy. “Listen, the dream was nice, but it wasn’t real.”
“That’s what I kept trying to tell myself,” he said. “How’s that lie working out for you?”
My jaw tightened, and I tried to think of something to say. “You need to go. We don’t even know each other.”
“Dude, she turned you down,” Violet said.
He laughed. “Good thing I wasn’t asking.” He reached into his pocket and pulled something out, then held it up in the air. “I just came to drop this off.”
I stared open-mouthed at a pair of black panties.
Behind me, the room burst into giggles.
“Those are not mine,” I said.
“Are you sure? Because they smell like you.”
I glared at him. After the dream and after the way he’d burst into the locker room, I had thought for a minute that he was different. But just like every other man I’d ever been with, it didn’t last. He was just as cocky as the moment I met him. “You’re an asshole.”
“A busted asshole.”