My Roommate

The Next Day

I slept like a rock undisturbed last night. I woke up with the events playing in my head like a dream. "Am I really living with Jonas" I thought to myself but after waking up in an unfamiliar bedroom, that question was soon answered. I went downstairs to sit on the patio for a while and there he was constantly reminding me that he has an 8 pack.

"Good Morning Blueberry" I said "Good Morning Hazel, didn't I tell you to stop calling me Blueberry" Well, if you didn't look like a Blueberry I wouldn't be calling you that, now would I." So you think I look like a Blueberry, well you sure didn't think that last night.

And he was right, last night he was looking absolutely flawless, despite being in just boxers. He was showing off his perfectly toned muscles and his well sculpted abs. "Speechless are we" he said as he came closer to me. I was about to get a glass of orange juice from the fridge when he grabbed me by the waist, pinning me to the counter behind.

"You have no idea how bad I want you right now, and that tattoo on your thigh is not making it easy to stay in control." His hot breath brushed against my lips sending a longing shiver through my core. I don't know what came over me but I said "Then what's stopping you?" Maybe it was in the heat of the moment but I felt the need to feel his lips on mine.

Without a second thought after hearing those words, his lips met mine. This was most definitely not how I expected my first kiss to be. It was exceptionally good, he kissed me with passion but with a great deal of hunger and longing; like he has wanted to kiss me for awhile. His hand left my waist and went to the side of my neck, pulling me into a much deeper kiss.

With both his hands under my arms, he placed me on the counter. With one of his hands entangled in my hair and the other supporting my core, the kiss deepened. He stood between my legs, claiming my lips as his own. "What a way to start my morning" I thought to myself. I wrapped my legs around his torso, pulling him even closer into me. The moment was so intensified and I didn't want it to end.

"At least now I figured out how to tame that wildfire inside of you." "You think you can tame me Blueberry, I'd like to see you try." "I just did Baby-girl" he said, with a wink. He was enjoying every bit of control he had, he was enjoying how much his touch affected me but as I said before "I'm an alpha too" So two can play that game.

I jumped down from the counter and went to the bathroom. A nice cold shower to kill all this heat and tension. I wore another shorts and T-Shirt to work, let's just see how well you can tango Blueberry. I headed out the door and straight to the casino, as usual the casino was packed, you can hardly hear yourself think but on the other hand it was good for business.

My mind just kept on drifting back to an hour ago, when I was caged to the counter not having any words leaving my mouth but my legs wrapped around his torso. Just thinking about it gives me the shivers. As I said that, an alluring yet familiar figure stepped towards the counter, with his intimidating smirk and his muscular shadow, I lost myself, feeling weak at the knees and at a loss for words.

I don't know what came over me but I couldn't take all this heat, so I rushed out to the bathroom to take a breather. I hated how much control he had over me, I hated how my body withers at his touch. I hated that he knew how much his touch affected me but deep down I didn't care.

I just didn't want him to know how much he affected me. It seems like I didn't affect him at all and he was enjoying every control he had. I had to stop whatever was going on before it was too late. A part of me knew that it was somewhat already too late but I can't be doing that to the only friend I found here. I consider her my best friend and I can't be messing around with her brother.

I splashed some cold water on my face and headed back out to the Casino. I thought he would've been gone by now but he was still there. I just slid myself behind the counter and acted as if nothing had just happened. I just handed him his usual and avoided eye contact, the less of that, the better. I have about 45 minutes before my shift ends, so I'll just suck it up.

I slid myself back behind the counter and acted as if nothing had just happened. I handed him his usual and avoided eye-contact, the less of that the better. I watched him as he departed to the far end seat by the window, truth be told, I didn't want him to leave but a art of me did because it made things somewhat easier.

I just stood there thinking about how I'll be able to avoid things from escalating any further. I mean we are living in the same house with rooms not too far from each other and one kitchen; yep this should be easy.

My shift ended but I didn't feel like going home, I needed to find a way to keep things on the downlow. I sat there thinking but my mind was blank, I just didn't want to risk anything. I came here for a new life and I just don't want to jeopardize that. I honestly can't deny the tension but I can take control over a situation.

I ended up consuming so many drinks, I seriously stop counting after 6. It started off as a way to clear my head or to get my mind thinking a little. But then with each drink consumed it became worst, all my memories just kept on flooding back and I just couldn't stop drinking. I needed the pain to stop, I just needed to forget.

The pain started to lift up a little but as the pain subsided, I got out of control. I started dancing like there was no tomorrow. I could hear people cheering and saying shots.. shots...shots. And I started consuming more drinks. I got up on the table that we were playing beer pong on and started dancing. I felt free in that moment, something I've never felt before but it felt good.

And I didn't want it to end. I started to take off my clothes, starting from the blouse. I waved it around in the air. The only thing I remembered after that was a set of strong arms wrapping around my body. This very muscular person lift me off the table and took me outside and into a car.

Everything went black and the buildings and the strangers face started to fade away. I could feel the car slow down, it seems like we've reached our destination. I didn't even have the strength to see where I was but then suddenly the same muscular hands took me out the car and approached the doorway. I rested my head on his stomach and then a familiar scent hit me. Oud mixed with Tobacco.

Omfg, I'm in the arms of Jonas McLain, I really don't mind this at all but what am I doing in his arms. I started to freak out but I knocked out once again and I have no idea what happened next. I really need to keep track of my liquor next time. I could feel when my body hit the soft bed, it had a different feeling than my bed, it was more soft and more comfortable.

I wonder whose bed  was in but with just one turn that question was answered. I could feel his defined muscles on my skin as I rest my head in the crook of his neck. I never thought I'd wake up this way, basking in the most intimidating smell there is. With my hand rested on his stomach, I could feel every toned muscles bursting through his shirt, they were hard and well defined.

Suddenly my hand started to trace his muscles and that's when I rose from the bed, I had to compose myself , I have to keep my hormones in check. I got out of the bed only to see me wearing one of his T-shirts. "D-Did you change me" "Well, I had to, you threw up on yours." Wow, I must have been a handful last night, I'm so sorry, I got carried away when some memories flooded my mind. "That's ok, I get it, it happens to the best of us."

Well, he's acting like a perfect gentleman. "By the way, the T-shirt look way better on you." Yep, forget I said anything about him being a perfect gentleman. I just avoided a comeback and walked straight out the bedroom, I would've stayed but I need boundaries.

I took two aspirins and a nice hot shower. I laid on the bed for the remaining 30 minutes before my shift; thinking. Thinking didn't get me anywhere good the last time, so I got up and got dressed.

I couldn't stop thinking abut this morning, the feel of his hot breathe against my cheek and the warmth of his body against mine. Right then and there my thoughts got interrupted but I'm glad they were. "Are you okay? You look flustered" "I'm more than okay, just having a little hang over from last night." Why'd you come to work then, you should've taken the day off.

"Maybe I should have" "Yea, you should've, I'll take over the rest of your shift and you go home and get some rest." With that being said I hugged her and left, I bought a cup of coffee to help my alertness and went straight home.

"I guess someone didn't think that I'd be back so soon, because OH MY, Whew!!