Beware of Bad Boy(76)

“Yeah,” was her answer but she didn’t move.

Carrying her to my bed, I set her down on it and took off her boots. I found her pajamas in her bag and helped her change while keeping my eyes mostly on her face. I didn’t need any more temptation tonight.

“Caleb?”

“Yes, princess?”

“Why don’t you want to have sex with me? Is it because I’m a virgin and I’ll be a bad lay?” She climbed under the covers and was having trouble keeping her eyes open.

I chuckled at her ignorance. “Of course not. I just don’t think we should rush it. I want you to be sure.”

“I think I’m sure,” she mumbled.

“Goodnight.” I kissed her on the mouth long and hard because it was all I’d get tonight.

She laid her head back on the pillow with her eyes closed. “I love you,” she said softly. She didn’t open her eyes again.

Jolted, I sat on the edge of the bed watching her sleep. Did she mean that? Did she say that because she was drunk or because she was tired? Did she even realize who she was saying it to? If she did mean it, did I feel the same way? I really doubt she’d remember saying it in the morning.

If she didn’t remember, I’d just pretend it never happened.





CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT



“I find beauty in unusual things, like hanging your

head out the window or sitting on a fire escape.”

-Scarlett Johansson



GIANNA



When I woke up the next morning my mouth felt dry. I must’ve been dehydrated from drinking so much alcohol last night. Slowly opening my eyes, I stared at the ceiling. Not too bad, I didn’t think I was going to throw up or anything. Wondering if I’d missed ballet, I turned my head to find out the time.

“You missed class,” I heard Caleb say.

Rolling my head the other way, I found Caleb propped up on one elbow, staring down at me. Had he been watching me sleep?

Pushing the thought aside, I groaned. “My instructor is going to be so mad.”

Caleb shrugged one shoulder. “What can she do to you? Take away your favorite tutu?”

I laughed, placing one hand over my eyes. “We don’t wear tutus in class, only in performances and only sometimes then. Besides, you’ve never experienced the wrath of a little old Russian lady. She could even whip you into shape, Caleb.”

Caleb was silent, so I removed my hand from over my eyes to look up at him. He had a thoughtful look on his gorgeous face. “How do you feel?”

“I haven’t sat up yet, but I don’t feel nauseous. I’m very dehydrated though.”

He pushed me back down as I try to sit up and hopped out of bed. “Wait here. I’ll get you some water.”

“Thanks,” I sighed, glad not to get up yet. While he was gone, I thought back on last night. The last thing I remembered was leaving the club.

After that, nada.

Caleb returned and handed me a glass of water. I sat up and guzzled it down. Caleb stood a couple feet away from the bed with a weird look on his face. I unashamedly checked him out in his boxer briefs. My guy was hot.

“I’ll make some breakfast.” He exited the room so fast I began to wonder if I’d done something embarrassing last night. He would tell me if I did, right? I couldn’t see him missing an opportunity to tease me.

I was only a little dizzy when I stood up. Grabbing my duffel bag, I went into the bathroom to shower. A shower and brushing my teeth were definitely in order.

Thirty minutes later I walked into the kitchen where Caleb was already sitting at the table eating. He motioned for me to sit down in front of where he’d already served me. He still wasn’t acting like himself and avoided my eyes.

“So anyways,” I began. “What did we do after the club?”

He met my gaze looking suspiciously relieved. “You don’t remember?”

“I remember up until we left the club and after that, nothing. Why? Did something happen?” Now I was beginning to think I’d done something crazy like streak through downtown naked.

“No, nothing happened,” he assured me with a blank face. “We came back here, had a snack and you went to sleep.”

“Oh, from what I remember, I had a good time. We’ll have to do that again. Next time we could invite some friends.”

Caleb finished eating and went to take a shower. I ate my food then cleaned up the mess in the kitchen. While waiting for him, I flipped through the channels. He appeared back to normal when he sat down on the cushion next to me and pulled me onto his lap. “I’m glad you had fun last night. I had fun watching you have fun.”

“I didn’t do anything stupid?”

“Nothing stupid,” he reassured me.