Changing Course (Wrecked and Ruined #1)(55)

I watch as his perfect butt disappears around the corner. My grin immediately stretches across my face into a full blown smile, and I have to bite my lip to keep the schoolgirl scream from escaping.





Jesse

"G'MORNING, BABE," I hear Brett whisper as he kisses up my chest.

He pauses only momentarily to drag his warm tongue over each nipple. I grab the blankets, pulling them tight across my body, remembering that I'm naked. Very, very naked. All the memories from last night, and again earlier this morning, flood my mind. I had sex with Brett freaking Sharp last night. Just to be sure it wasn't just a dream, I squeeze my legs together feeling the tenderness that lingers after a night of unbelievable love making. Oh, who am I kidding, that was the first night of good sex I've ever had. God, it was-

"Brett!" My eyes pop open as I feel his finger thrust inside me.

"What?" he asks, pretending to have no idea what I'm talking about. "I just wanted to make sure you're awake. Don't you have to work today?"

"Crap!" I fly out of bed careful to drag the sheet with me. I can't believe I forgot this is my weekend to work. Kara and I swap working every other weekend. Nell used to schedule us each for one day every weekend, but Kara got sick of not being able to party one night each weekend. We agreed that every other weekend, one of us would work both Saturday and Sunday. It's great because Nell gets coverage without having to hire a third person, and we each get two whole weekends off each month.

"It’s only seven, gorgeous. Slow down."

"CRAP!" I scream. "I'm supposed to be there at seven! I'm late! I'm never late."

"I'm already a bad influence on you," he laughs, throwing his hands behind his head and crossing his ankles.

He's lounging on my bed fully nude, and I've see never seen anything sexier in my life. I want to pull a Leonardo DiCaprio and whip out my sketch pad to draw this Adonis, Titanic style. Although, with my artistic abilities, he would end up a sick man with an over-grown mushroom between his legs. I may not be able to draw, but I can still take mental snapshots of him relaxing in my bed. God, he is hot! My mouth goes completely dry at how confident he is. Here I am, tugging a sheet tightly around my body, while he’s all but showing off.

My eyes must be glued to him, because he has to snap me out of it. “Babe, go get in the shower. I'll make you some coffee."

"Make it breakfast. I can get coffee at work," I shout over my shoulder rushing into my bathroom to unfortunately wash him off my over-sexed body.

"Shit," he says to himself, reminding me that he can't cook.

I want to tell him not to worry about it. I've eaten breakfast more than once at Nell's. Although, I'm really interested to see what he comes up with, so I keep my mouth shut and head for the bathroom.

One minute into the world’s fastest shower, I'm adding the conditioner to my hair when I hear Brett on the other side of the shower curtain, "Um, Jess? What's a vegetable report?"

"What?" I ask confused.

"Kara left a note. You can calm down, she went in for you today. She said a bunch of stuff then ended it by saying she earned a vegetable report for working for you Saturday." Noooo! I scream in my head while trying to play it cool on the outside.

I never was any good at acting. I know Brett immediately catches on to my little cover. Willing to momentarily forget about my nakedness in order to forgo any further embarrassment, I rip back the shower curtain and snatch the handwritten note out of his hand. I feel his eyes accessing my soapy body, but I'm too focused on the note in his hand to care.



Jesse,

You dirty girl! I hope you know what you are doing, and not just falling prey to Tightass McCrazyson. Either way, I'm jealous. I just heard a few unbelievably hot noises come out of your room, so I'm sleeping with ear phones on so I don't feel the need to physically assault you...or my vibrator :) Anyway, I saw Brett's hot guy car out front, so I assume that is where the noises are coming from and you guys are patching things up. I'm working for you tomorrow. You can pay me back when I land a stud of my own. However, I do have one requirement for working your Saturday! I expect a full vegetable report. You have denied me for entirely too long. It's been like four days now. No more holding back. Best friends, remember? XOXO (Although I'm betting you have been doing enough of that tonight, hooch!)

Love,

Your horny and jealous roommate.



I quickly ball up the note, and search the shower for some way to dispose of it. You have no idea how tempted I am to shove it in my mouth and eat it. When I glance up at Brett to find him smirking, I know that isn't an option. He read it, and he's read me too. He knows I'm hiding something, so I have no other option than to pull out every woman's secret weapon: boobs. Men get confused so easily when they come face to face with boobs. I can definitely use this to my advantage.

"You okay?" he asks as I stare up into his eyes.

My goal was lust-filled bedroom eyes, but I think it's coming off as bug eyes with a slight twitch.

"What are you talking about?" I ask, dropping Kara's note into the shower, successfully ruining the physical evidence.

"You're acting weird."

"What? No, I'm not," I say, shoving my hands into my hair and pushing my breasts into his face. His eyes automatically move to my chest as I unnecessarily scrub the conditioner into my hair. My boobs are swaying with my motions, and I quickly stretch to my tip toes under the water to make them bounce just a tad too. I'm willing to do anything to keep from having to explain Kara's note. I have nothing to feel guilty about. I didn't kiss and tell. But darn it, she really said too much this time. I'm going to kill her, but first I have to deal with Brett.