Back to Saturday night. I was actually a little early because Spencer and I were gonna hang out and have an early dinner before the ruckus started. We just chatted and talked about her life in Texas, how she was liking the move and adjusting to LA and I told her about all my doofus friends. I was totally infatuated with this girl and that never happens to me. I’ve had exactly one long term relationship and that was only about four months long but I already could see myself falling for this girl.

About an hour before the party was supposed to start she showed me to the guest quarters to get ready and she scurried off to her room to dress. I showered and forgot that my bag was still up in her bedroom so I wrapped up in a soft towel and peeked out of the door for anybody in the living room. With the coast clear I jetted up the stairs and heard the shower running and her door slightly ajar so I just let myself in to grab my bag and on my way back out I caught a glimpse of her in just her undergarments and about fainted right there on the spot. What made it worse is that she caught me in the mirror she was standing in front of and just winked at me. ‘I told you this girl is trying to kill me slowly.’

After that debacle I felt hot all over every time Spencer looked my way during the night. I mean come on she was half naked and in some of the sexiest underwear I’ve ever seen. I was getting bored with the partygoers because of my lack of intoxication. I started to head towards the guest room to just lay down for a while when someone caught my arm.

“Hey, you having a good time?”

“It’s okay. I’m actually kind of bored now. I was just gonna go lie down for a bit.”

“Nuh unh” she said shaking her head and pulling me towards the makeshift dance floor. “Dance with me.”

—–

Five songs later I literally had to fake dizziness to get off the dance floor with Spencer. I was feeling a little lightheaded but truth is, I was so turned on that if she ground into my hips once more I probably would’ve been mush in her hands soon after.

She took me too sit down and brought me a bottle of water from the kitchen with a smirk on her face. “What’s that look for?” I asked.

“What look?”

“The ‘I’m in on something that you’re not in on’ look with that sexy smirk of yours.”

“Sexy huh?”

“Very.” I say leaning my head on her shoulder as she sits next to me on the double lounge chair.

After a few minutes of watching everyone else make fools of themselves all around the house and switches back to us,“so you okay to dance some more,” she asks looking down at me.

“No!” I exclaim, sitting up abruptly. “I mean, no. No, I’m good.”

“Why, scared I’m too sexy for you?”

“Yeah, actually. I can’t take much more of that without wanting to take you up to your room and have my way with you.”

“Really. How do you figure I’m not trying to seduce you and have my way with you?”

“I wouldn’t doubt that at this point and I totally wouldn’t mind, AT ALL.”

“Okay just one more dance. I promise I’ll be good and we can go veg out in my room and watch movies til everyone leaves.”

“Deal” I say as she stands and takes my hand.

—–

God, I need to get out of here. The one thing I always told myself was that I’d never look back at high school and want to have to go through that again but a small part of me is slipping into the way things were, the way things aren’t now and how I wish they could be again