16. Emily
emily
I ’m startled awake when Spike jumps onto my shoulder and purrs. He sticks his whiskered nose in my face, and I realize three things at once.
One, I’m not in my bed. I must have fallen asleep on the couch during the movie last night.
And, two, there’s a warm body snuggled behind me.
I know without looking that it’s Ben. He has his leg tucked between both of mine as if it were my body pillow.
At some point last night, we must have fallen asleep together, and I ended up being the little spoon to his big spoon.
I vaguely remember him getting comfortable behind me, but I was too sleepy to realize what was happening.
The last thing I notice is that Ben is definitely sporting an impressive morning wood. My eyes widen at our predicament.
I push Spike off of my shoulder, who grumbles in protest, and slowly try to get out from under Ben’s arm wrapped around my waist. It takes a few moments, but I’m finally free and sneak away to the bathroom.
I risk a glance over my shoulder to find he’s still sleeping before I disappear around the corner.
The blanket he had wrapped around us is halfway on the floor, but I don’t dare fix it in case he wakes up.
I shut myself in the bathroom and let out a sigh.
I take care of business, flush the toilet, and brush my teeth.
It’s an early Sunday morning, so I still have time to climb back into bed for a couple of hours of sleep.
I pulled on my dress, its fabric crumpled and stiff from a night spent twisted around me.
I fumble with the zipper and tug the garment off of me.
I rip off my bra and toss it into the hamper.
Grabbing an oversized shirt, I tug it on over my head and sigh in relief as the soft cotton caresses my body.
As I’m crawling into my bed, I can’t help but think about how well our bodies seem to fit together. I miss his warmth as I burrow into my cold blankets. Before long, I’ve fallen asleep again to thoughts of Ben and his mesmerizing hazel eyes and brilliant smile.
If only we weren’t roommates.