Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 19
“Christian!” I yelled, banging the washroom door loudly. “Get out! I need to straighten my hair!”
This had never been a problem before. It wouldn’t even be a problem if I didn’t have a date with Nate. In two hours he would be picking me up, so I needed to straighten my hair in the washroom Christian was occupying.
I groaned as I heard the shower still on and then yelled, “Christian!”
Thankfully, at that moment the washroom turned silent. A smile flew to my lips as I heard Christian mutter to himself, sounding annoyed. I shrugged, knowing it wasn’t my fault that my date with the cutest guy I’d seen was in two hours and my hair was a mess.
Five minutes later, the washroom door flew open. I was about to say something to Christian as he now stood in front of me, but those words disappeared when I realized something. Christian was shirtless.
His chest was at my eye level and it was rising and falling in a soothing pattern. Bringing my eyes down, I soon saw his well-defined abs, and it took everything within me to not stare at them. Because of that, I continued to bring my eyes down. But to my shock, I realized he was wearing nothing but a towel. My cheeks instantly reddened.
“Why are you rushing me?” Christian asked as I stared down at his large, bare feet.
“I need to use the washroom,” I replied, trying to ignore the fact that his body seemed to be sculpted by God.
Quickly, flying my eyes straight to his face, I looked at him. His eyebrows were furrowed and he was frowning, but I ignored those things. What I couldn’t help but notice was his hair that had been brushed hastily by his fingers, and how it dripped water. Much to my horror and disgust, I began to feel nervous. So nervous that I couldn’t look at him anymore.
“There’s like three other washrooms,” he said, and I could hear the confusion in his voice.
From living with Christian for six months, I knew he took long showers. Showers that were so long that I was surprised he didn’t look like a prune. I knew I cut his shower time in half, but obviously I didn’t care since I needed to straighten my hair.
“But my straightener is in this washroom,” I replied, still looking anywhere but at him. “I need to straighten my hair.”
“Why do you need to straighten your hair?” he asked. “Why are you even dressed up? I’ve never seen you in a skirt.”
Finally deciding to gain some guts, I looked at him. I looked at his face, ignoring everything that caught my attention and made me nervous, and just looked at his blue eyes. He looked genuinely curious, but there was also something in his eyes that I couldn’t quite describe. Something, I couldn’t help but wonder about.
With a bit of reluctance, I said, “I have a date.”
Christian looked expressionless at that, but I caught the bit of annoyance in his voice. “With who?”
“Nate.” I halfheartedly smiled. “It seems like you couldn’t scare him away.”
Christian exhaled heavily and ran his fingers through his wet hair. I couldn’t help but notice the way his biceps flexed as he did that, causing my gut to twist.
Looking back at me, he said with complete seriousness, “I should’ve tried harder.”
This time, I sighed as I realized we were about to go back to what happened a couple of weeks ago. Even though I felt annoyance at the way he was acting, I decided to not let it get the better of me. Today was supposed to be a good day. A day with a gorgeous guy. I wouldn’t let Christian ruin my day.