I try not to panic as I think of 300 reasons Jake is in my bed. Shirtless. I take my time to admire his pale skin. His eyelashes are long as he sleeps peacefully. His arm is still around my waist and I don't want to take it off even if I have to. God he's beautiful. With his brown locks falling over his forehead as he snores gently. Involuntarily, my eyes move down his body to check him out. I'm tempted to trail my fingertips on his torso to feel his muscles and abs. I look at his beautiful face and his plump lips. Full and pink.
Oh God. I groan as I look anywhere else but him. I'm not supposed to find my asshole roommate and homophobe attractive for no damn reason. Jake doesn't even like me. He is rude and annoying. And also I need to have a word with him today, for throwing a party wit
