Faking It With The Quarterback.

ar

e it." I said as I trailed the man up the stairs. I didn't still

out it though. Nothing was going to h

on carrying my duffel along with his, so he had to

ed the door open

him mutter und

was neatly decorated and looked cozy. But that wasn't the pro

even fit the gigantic man prop

this is a prank or something," hyste

bett

if the universe was making a joke on my behalf. A ve

ng you sleep on the floor. Look, why don't you go take that hot sh

bbing my bag, I hurri

pulled it out of my jacket with one hand

Jen asked, "Did you get a p

complicated

your ex being into ki

ile, "Shut up." I said playfully, "I just

thing. And tell me you ma

"He came up to me and we started flirting and then my

and the both of you ended up hav

's no spare room in the motel. I'm in his bathroom right now, but only because he so kind

She sighed dreamily, "Why does stuff

y feet. I stopped breathing, my eyes moving down slowly, slowly a

m my hand and falling to the floor. "Somebody help! Help me!

blue eyed man came charging in, looking even l

om!" I pointed at where the th

own at the beast, then shook

, but I knew what cats looked like. They had hair, whiskers and po

nd to my surprise, the beast curled u

etheart," he stared a

t gone crazy over a little cat. And then another rea

ouched felt like I was burning. Goosebumps prickled over my skin and

f the rack, "Get out

ng the cat and slipped out of the bathroom. I tu

how I was going to go out there and face him. I just w