Chapter three: He Is Cute And Hot

Chapter three: He Is Cute And Hot

Jessica

"Will you take me home?" I said, not even thinking about what I was saying before the words left my mouth.

"Are you sure?" His tongue swipes his bottom lips.

"Won't your friends be worried?" I waved my hand.

"Don't worry, I will just text Olivia. lt is fine."

He nodded and took a sip of his drink before he placed a hand on my lower back, guiding me to the exit of the club. As we got outside, a black limousine was waiting down the street.

"Wow, look at that baby. I wonder who it belongs to." I looked at him.

"It…umh belong to me."

He led me to the car where the driver opened the door. He let me get in first and the driver shut the door right after we both were settled in the backseat. The black leather smooth against my bare thighs and I ran my fingers over the sleek interior, accidentally pressing a button and opening a cooler full of wine.

"Wow." I gasped.

"This is so cool."

He reached over, his hand brushing mine as he pressed the button, closing the cooler.

"The last thing you need now is another drink, my dear."

"Okay." I scoffed, leaning back in my seat and crossing my arms childishly. I saw him awkwardly cross his legs in my peripheral vision, his lips rolled inward between his teeth.

When we finally reached my hostel, he offered to walk me to my room. I willingly obliged, taking Olivia's shoes off while we waited for the elevator. I swayed back and forth for support, unlocking my room and letting him inside. I immediately throw myself on the bed, burying my face into the pillow.

"Are you going to sleep just like that?" He chuckled, I nodded into the fabric, opening my eyes and frowning.

"Wait….this is not my pillow." I rolled over and looked at the bed across, giggling to myself and pointing to it.

"That is my bed." He shook his head, a visible grin on his face because of my foolishness.

I tried to get up but my arms were so wobbly that I couldn't do it. After a few seconds of struggling, I whined and held my arms out to him.

"Carry me."

"Excuse me?" He raised his eyebrows.

"Carry me, I can't get up."

"Your bed is literally four feet away from you, Jessica."

"I can't get up."

He sighed, walking over and slipping his arms under my back and knees. He picked me up with no effort needed and placed me on the correct bed.

"You are so strong." I giggled.

"Thanks."

He avoided my gaze, pulling my sheet over my body. I could see his two resting eagles tattoo sticking out his shirt. I reached up and pulled his collar aside again to look at them one. It looks so sexy on him, I wanted to pull him closer for a kiss but I couldn't.

"Two resting eagles." I murmured, my eyelids growing heavy.

"Two resting eagles." He whispered back.

I yawned, closing my eyes and pulling my duvet up to my neck, snuggling into its warmth.

"You have to show me the rest of your tattoos someday."

"What makes you think I have more?"

"Because I can see a glimpse of the one on your wrist but I am too tired to see what it is right now."

He chuckled slightly before saying goodnight and shutting the light off. That is the last I remember before falling into a deep sleep.

Next morning, I woke up with my head pounding and the sunlight far too bright for my liking. I groaned, pulling a pillow over my face, looking over at Olivia's bed but it was empty. Then I noticed a glass of water on the side table next to my bed, two small pills and a written note with my name on it.

I picked up the note and saw Jeffrey's messy handwriting scrawling on the paper.

'Jessica, take this when you wake up. They will make you feel better, call me if you need anything else.'

At the bottom of the note was his phone number, I smiled to myself rereading his messy penmanship a couple times before popping the medicine in my mouth and drank some water to settle it down.

It was already noon when I finally decided to get out of the bed, slipping out of my clothes and putting on my robe. Grabbing my towel and shower caddy, I headed to the bathroom. Letting the hot water run down my body, I washed all the dirt and grime from last night. It was only then did I remember that I didn't text Olivia but she didn't message me either, I guess she wasn't too worried about me.

After cleaning all the makeup leftover off and came out of the bathroom. I made my way to our food storage drawers to get some snacks for lunch. I really didn't want to go to the dining hall, I felt too tired to see people and talk to anyone. So I just heated up the noodles in the microwave and sat on my bed, watching some movie on my laptop.

Looking at Jeffrey's note, I wondered if I should text him and thank him for last night. I debated over it for fifteen minutes before pulling out my phone and sending him a message.

'Thank you for saving me and taking care of me last night, I really appreciate it.' Instantly, I got a response from him.

'You are welcome, Princess. How are you feeling now?'

I smiled at how he always called me Princess. I quickly sent him another message, telling him that I am feeling much better but definitely not another night like that anytime soon before Olivia walked in, wearing a button up dress shirt that barely covered her rear, her sneakers dangling from her fingers.

"Did you walk across campus just like that?" Her pants were fully displayed.

"Yes."

She groaned into her pillow and I could hear her soft snore. My phone beamed, revealing a message from Jeffrey.

'Any time soon? Does that mean there will be more nights like that in the future for a non-party girl like Jessica?' I smiled and replied to him.

'I hope not but as long as I don't drink as much, then maybe I will consider it.' He responded immediately.

'Well, if you ever want another night out, I would love to join you. We can talk about my vast collection of tattoos that you are so interested in.'

I suddenly remembered all the times I caught myself staring at his chest and wrist, wondering how many more tattoos he has littered on his body. It was so mysterious yet so sexy.

What am I even saying? He is a forty year old man and I am just twenty. I don't think getting close to him would be a good idea.

'I might take you up on that offer.' I texted him.

'I will look forward to it, I have to get back to work now. I will talk to you later, my dear.'

I shut my phone and opened my laptop, checking some emails and social media but nothing could take my mind off Jeffrey.

What was it that made him so attractive? Sure, he is good looking and he obviously had a stable job to afford his expensive clothes and luxurious cars but he is older than me. I have never even liked a guy two years older than me, let alone twenty years older.

I finished my noodles, washing the dishes afterwards. I heard Olivia shuffle around in her bed and suddenly, she spoke.

"Who did you go home with last night?"

"Just a friend." I didn't look at her, I just shrugged.

"Just a friend?" She mocked.

"Was it a guy? Did something happen last night?"

"No, Olivia. He just brought me back home."

"Ah, so it was a guy."

"Just drop it, Olivia." I rolled my eyes, grabbing my phone and laptop heading over to Janice and Evelyn's room.

I always go there to hang out especially when I want to avoid conversation with Olivia like this moment. Thankfully, their room was open and when I walked in, I saw Janice on the couch with her laptop but Evelyn was not in the room.

"Hey," I said, sitting down next to her.

"Hello." She responded.

"I was about to order some food, do you want anything?" I shook my head.

"No, I just had some noodles….but you can get me some chips." She rolled her eyes but added chips to her orders.

"Why did you come over here? Olivia annoying you?" I nodded, absent-mindedly checking my phone to see if I got a text from Jeffrey.

"Yes, she was talking about stuff I didn't want to discuss."

"Will you discuss it with me then?" I shrugged.

"It is nothing, we just went out last night."

"You left with a guy, didn't you?" She smiled.

"No!" I said but quickly added.

"I mean, kind of."

"Was he cute?" I nodded.

"He is very cute and hot."

"Then that is all I needed to know."

I shook my head and smile before pulling my laptop onto my lap, attempting to get a head start on my philosophy assignment before she asked her next question.