Page 6 of Screwed By My Roommate

“I also really appreciate you letting me stay with you. I know you don’t want me there, but I promise I’ll stay out of your way.”

Still not a word, but he hasn’t run off yet, so that’s something.

“Maybe you’ll eventually be able to look at me too. That’d be a nice change.”

His dark eyes slide to mine, and he fists his hands at his side. “Stop trying to carry shit you shouldn’t.”

I step back, confused. “What the fuck does that have to do with anything I just said? I’m trying to be nice here.”

His jaw is ticking as he looks from me to the boxes. “You could’ve hurt yourself carrying this crap. Just don’t do it again.”

After that, he walks away, and I’m left wondering how this is going to work.

It’s been one of the longest days ever. We just got the last box into my temporary bedroom and my dad finished putting my bed back together. It’s a horrible mess, but this room is huge. So much bigger than what I had at school.

I’ve been to Henry’s apartment several times, but never in the bedrooms of his roommates. There are two huge windows that look over the city skyline and I can’t wait to see how it looks at night with all the lights. The walls are white which is the perfect contrast to the dark hardwood floors. It’s going to look amazing once I get everything hung up, but that can wait. Tonight, I’m crashing hard.

We all walk out of my room, and I smile looking around. This apartment is huge. It’s a completely open floor plan and everything is bright with the large windows and white walls. They only have two pictures on the wall, both of them are large prints of the New York City skyline. The black couch, dining table, and kitchen cabinets pop against all the white. It’s a very sleek apartment. Simple and comfortable.

“Thank you all so much for helping today. I definitely couldn’t have done this without you all,” I say, looking around.

“That’s what we’re here for,” my dad says, giving me a quick hug. “We need to head home because I have a bed calling my name.”

I laugh and my mom agrees.

I hug them both, promising to stop by soon. When they leave, Jace retreats to his room, and I smile at Henry.

“Welcome home, baby sister,” he says.

I feel my eyes swimming with tears as I shake my head. “Stop it. I’m emotional and exhausted.”

He laughs, kissing the top of my head as he walks past. “Go get a shower and get some sleep. Tomorrow we’re going out because it’s my last night here for a few months. So, if you wanna invite some friends I wouldn’t be opposed,” he says, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Gross,” I toss over my shoulder, laughing as I walk into the bathroom.

I turn on the shower and strip out of my sweaty clothes. This bathroom is twice the size of the one I shared with the girls at school. The shower is huge and there are double sinks on the vanity. It’s all white and gray. It looks really high end and I’m sure it is. My brother and Jace make a shit load of money. They are both extremely successful businessmen. My brother is a financial advisor for a company and Jace is a security analyst. And I’m jobless.

I sigh getting into the shower. Thoughts of no job prospects are quickly washed away when I suddenly smell Jace’s familiar scent. I look over and realize his soap is in the shower, which means, we’re sharing this bathroom.

Just his scent around me has my nipples hardening. It’s impossible to stop the way I feel. Especially when I’m now in his domain. I’m surrounded by everything Jace and it’s making me need to quickly shower because I now need to give myself relief from the thoughts I have playing out in my mind.

Once I’m finished, I step out of the shower and dry off, wrapping the big white towel around myself. I put my dirty clothes in the hamper and head to my room. Once the door is closed, I drop the towel and dig through the boxes to look for a pair of pajamas to throw on.

I finally find a long nightshirt and a thong, so I slip that on. I quickly brush my hair, pulling it up into a wet bun on top of my head. My body is begging me to find some relief, but before I can even focus on that, my door opens.

“Damn, good thing I was dressed,” I say, looking at Henry.

He laughs, nodding his head. “Yeah, no shit, sorry about that. I just wanted to tell you I’m headed to bed. I have a meeting in the morning, but don’t forget we’re all going out after that.”

“Okay and don’t worry, I’ll invite some friends, since I think that’s where this is headed,” I say, giggling.

“I knew you were smart.”

I roll my eyes and he steps into my room.

“Invite someone for Jace. He’s been in a shit mood. I think he needs to let loose.”

Did he really just notice that Jace is always in a shit mood? Plus, ask me to find him someone to fuck? Hell no.

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