“Have you ever heard the saying too little too late?”
“Don’t be like this, Peyton. You know we both want each other. I’m sorry I waited until now.”
I rolled my eyes. “Wanted.”
“What?” He tilted his head.
“I’ll admit that I thought you were cute. But now I know you’re a sleazeball, and I don’t want to catch anything. Have a good night.” I pushed him back and closed the door in his face. I was definitely no longer drunk or horny. In fact, I wanted to move right then and there.What had I’d been thinking?He’d been with countless women.Countless!
I picked up my discarded jeans and blouse as I walked back to my room and went to take a shower. I felt dirty just being in the same space as Sam. When I got out of the shower, it sounded as though he was literally screwing Nikki against the wall. I heard what I assumed was her body moving up and down the wall as he thrust into her. Sam was trying to torture me.
There was no way I’d be able to sleep with my head next to all the moaning. Therefore, I grabbed a pillow off my bed and went and slept on my couch.