I slowly opened my eyes and examined the white walls around me. I was defiantly not in my room, nor Tyler’s, the room that I seemed to occupy most nights now – a – days, so it took me a minute to realize where I was. That was until the memory of last night resurfaced…
I ran my hands down Jamie’s chest, my fingers tracing every muscle that covered his toned chest and stomach as he rocked his hips with mine. A moan escaped my lips as Jamie kissed and sucked the soft spot on my neck.
“Oh Sarah,” Jamie groaned as I tightened my tights around his hips. I knew he loved it when I did that. Just like I loved the way his thumbs traced small circles on the inside of my thighs.
“Jamie… I’m… close,” I informed him, my voice weak as his hand came around to message my clit.
Not a second later I could feel my realize come, and not soon after that, Jamie’s.

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A small smile covered my face as I rolled over, but my heart rate quickened as I realized that Jamie was not here. I panicked as I imaged what Jamie could possibly be doing; it wasn’t until I heard the water from the shower that I comprehended where he was and a sigh of relief escaped my lips.
It wasn’t until the shower stopped, that my body clicked into gear. I scrambled out of the bed, collecting my clothes as I made my way to the door. By the time I made it downstairs I was fully dressed and as much as I hated to admit it, I was feeling pretty good.
A smile covered my face as I reached for the doorknob of his front door.
“Did you really think I was going to let you slip out again?” Jamie’s voice echoed through the house.
“It was worth a try,” I turned around to face Jamie, and to my surprise he stood right behind me.
He smiled down at me as he straightened the tie around his neck. “You know most girls would love it if I invited them to dinner and took them out to breakfast with my friends the morning after a great night.”
“Yea well I’m not most girls, and apparently you’re not like most guys because none of them want to take me to breakfast the next day.”
“I know,” his face slightly fell, his cheeks slightly pinked. “Will I see you again tonight at least?”
“I’ll see what going on, text me.” A sly smile covered my face as I turned away and this time he didn’t stop me when I turned the doorknob.

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When I got home I stepped right into the shower to wash off last night's festivities. There’s nothing I love more than feeling fresh. I took a deep breathe when I felt the warm water stream down my body. This last week of my life has been pretty crazy, seeing two guys on a regular basis hasn’t been the easiest thing even if it’s not the first time. I have seen Jamie for a long time now and even if we don’t really know each other I know that he’s different, he’s not like me. Different scares me because different to me is normal, Jamie’s normal and I don’t want to change that about him. He’s a guy that wants a candle light dinner, he wants a girlfriend to come home to everyday and I’m not that what so ever. I finished up in the shower and put my hair up in a towel so it can dry, then I dressed myself in light blue sweatpants and a matching hoodie. I walked out to my living room with my phone in my hand, I quickly dialed Karen’s number.
“Hello Beth, how was last night?” She answered causing me to grin even if she couldn’t see me.
“Amazing, very good. But now I’m bored and hungry, come over with breakfast.” I said making her sigh at me.
“Fine, but you owe one.”
“Yeah, yeah just get over here with something to eat.” I responded with a chuckle and hung up on her before she could argue with me.

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“So what, you’re just never going to explore having a loving relationship with someone you like?” Karen asked sipping on her mocha latte.
She arrived a while ago and ever since she stepped inside my door she has been nagging me about last night.
“I don’t like him like that. I’m happy with how things are right now, I just don’t know if he is. Karen he’s normal, like he wants to have dinner with me and he seems to be that typical romantic shy and sweet guy. I don’t do romantic and I sure as hell don’t do sweet.” I took a deep breath before I took a bite of my sandwich Karen bought for me on her way here.
“Whatever you say, I know you. I can tell when you can’t stop thinking about someone, you like him, you can deny it all you want I don’t care.” She sighed, but I could see she was disappointed. “So then what about Tyler, he seems more like your type.”
“Yeah, he is just like me, simple and happy with nothing.”
“But maybe you would be happy with something?” Karen countered as she took another sip of her mocha latte.
I shook my head, “I like how things are right now it’s simple and fun.”

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