the movie.” “ As long as it’s not some tear jerking chick flick then I’m cool with that.” He gave me a tight hug. I was sure he had inhaled my scent as he buried his face into my hair but I decided not to draw attention to it. Giving me a flirty wink he raised his hand to signal a goodbye and disappeared into his room.
He really was wonderful. So then why didn’t I feel the urge to go for it with him? He was my type in every way possible. But he just didn’t get my blood boiling or excite me like...I gasped realizing exactly where that thought was going. Oh no. Mel was right. He didn’t make me feel like Jared did. That man was trouble for me with a capital T. And tomorrow trouble would be strolling straight through those coffee shop doors. I had to do something about this soon. This back and forth between us was making me feel things that I didn’t want to, or at least I thought I didn’t want to.
I leaned back against my door and let out an exasperated sigh. Suddenly it flew open and I found myself staggering backwards before landing with a bump on my ass. Laying on the hard wood floor, lost for words, I looked up at a now grinning Amy. A breathless laugh escaped my lungs. “Well that’s twice now that I’ve ended up on my back around here” Amy let out a snort. “Nothing wrong with that honey, but next time, make sure there’s a warm blooded male on top of you first.” With a wicked smile she winked and held out her a hand to help me up. Grasping it tightly, I pulled myself to my feet and stood in front of her. “I’ll keep that in mind.”
* * *
Sitting on my bed, the two of us swapped stories about our weekends. Amy filled me in on the frat house party I’d missed and all the hot guys she’d been flirting with. “It would have been perfect if not for my shadow. Ollie followed me around all night. I swear he thinks I’m a child or something. I don’t need babysitting; I was just a little inebriated.” I chuckled and patted her on the shoulder. “I’m sure he was just worried about you being taken advantage of. Think of him more as a concerned friend than your babysitter. And come on Amy, be honest, how many Cosmos did you actually have?” Her cheeks flushed and I realized that it was the first time I’d seen Amy blush. Covering her face with her hands she let out a long sigh. “About ten or twelve. But in my defense, they were delicious and the pink vomit I’d had to endure later was a small price to pay for an amazing night out.” I fell back on the bed and roared with laughter. I could almost picture Oliver trying to stop her from puking a colorful new pattern onto his shoes.
Wiping the tears that had formed in my eyes, I sat up and shook my head at her. “Oh Amy. Don’t worry, next time I promise I’ll be there and I’ll be the perfect wing woman. Your new shadow can rest easy knowing I’ve got it covered. I’m pretty sure he and his shoes will be very relieved.” She nudged me with her shoulder and we both laughed. I had really missed her over the weekend. We’d only known each other a week but it felt like much longer. “ Layla, you can tell me to mind my own business if you want but how do you feel about Ollie? I mean there’s obviously something between you; I can see it every time you’re near each other. You both look ready to jump the others bones.” I shifted awkwardly, not really knowing the answer to that question. “I don’t know Amy, he’s great. Sweet, funny, caring, unbelievably hot and definitely my type but I don’t know. He makes me hot and when he’s near me. Oh. My. God. He’s got lips I want to gnaw on and a smile that makes me weak in the knees. Don’t even get me started on his come to bed eyes. I bet he’s dynamite in bed but I guess apart from the physical and intense sexual attraction, he’s just…Ollie. My friend and the guy I goofed around with at orientation day.”