I laughed along with him as we headed out of the locker rooms.
Chapter Three
Natalie
I woke again, and realized it was almost lunchtime. I still felt pretty tired from the late night and all the booze, but at least the headache and nausea had left. The extra sleep had done me good, but it also didn't leave me with a lot of time to get to class. I rolled out of bed and checked myself out in the dresser mirror to make sure that I was suitable for public consumption. I had slept in my clothes but they weren't really wrinkled so I decided they would do. I had to brush out my hair, though, because it looked like I had been shagged; quite well, actually.
I intended on sneaking out of the apartment and avoiding Jet's roommate, Kyle, at all costs. I had no intention of dealing with him, and I figured he got more than an eyeful of me that day anyway. I grabbed my purse and headed to the door, swinging it open. Just at that moment, Jet burst into the room, almost knocking me over.
“What is wrong with you? Do you have to ram into me every time we meet? Thankfully, I didn't have books in my arm this time.”
“Sorry, I didn't expect you to be right at the door. I wasn't even sure if you would still be here.”
“Would you have preferred to come home and have me already gone?” I glared at him, waiting for a response.
“What? No. What are you talking about? That's not what I meant at all.”
I felt fairly stupid, standing there in his room after the drunken escapades of the night before. I had pushed myself on him last night, and the result was sex, and I wasn't even sure if he liked it. He didn't appear to be overjoyed at the moment. Surely, I was good. I had never had any complaints before. Though, with Jet's track record, maybe I still had a lot to learn.
“Oh, forget it,” I said.
“Is everything alright? Did you sleep okay last night?”
Sleep? He was asking me about sleep? Were we really not going to discuss the sex show I put on for him last night? Ugh, men!
“Yeah, Jet, I slept really well last night. Thanks for checking up on that.”
“Ah, sarcasm; how original of you this morning.”
“Where did you fly off to so early in the morning? It was a little odd to wake up alone this morning.”
“I'm sorry, Natalie. I already had plans today to meet my brother at the gym. I hadn't expected ... you last night. I didn't want to ditch him today.”
“You could have left me a note.”
He stood there silent, unable to say anything else, or maybe he just didn't care to.
“What are you up to today? What are you doing later?”
“I really have to get to class, okay, Jet? I'm running late.”
He just nodded, confused as always.
As I walked passed him, I whispered in his ear, “By the way, Kyle saw me naked this morning.” With that, I kept walking down the hall, and made a mental note that he didn’t say a word. I headed out the front door, thankful that Kyle either left the apartment, or holed himself up in his room for the day. Either way, I avoided him, and that's all that mattered.
As I was walking down the street I texted my friend, Brenda, from the art walk, and told her to meet me outside of campus before class. I called a cab, and had it pick me up as I continued to head down the street. I didn't want Jet to come out looking for me, as I was sure I alarmed him about the comment about Kyle seeing me naked. One-night stand or not, I knew Jet to be the territorial type, and he would not like the fact that Kyle had seen me naked.
I watched as the cab pulled up beside me, and I got inside. I gave the address of the college, and the cab pulled away from the curb. I lay back in the seat, determined to rest my eyes again before I got to school. I didn’t have any of my schoolbooks, so I would have to wing it for the time being. I really hadn't thought through my seduction routine last night. Had I done that, I would have brought along my books as well.
As the cab pulled up to the college, I saw Brenda outside the front doors, waiting for me. I paid the cab driver, including tip, and bounced out of the cab toward her.
“Hey girl, how ya doing?” I asked.
“You are a sight for sore eyes. Where is your stuff?”
“I left it at home, so you are gonna have to be my book buddy for class.”
“At home? Julie told me you didn't make it home again last night, and you haven't been home all week.”