Unexpected Encounters
Caught Up in Between
On Monday, Rob acted surprisingly sweet, and I felt very comfortable around him. I was glad that there wasnât any awkwardness between us. He had become one of my few friends here.
Lily started hanging out with him, and I caught them flirting with each other a few times throughout the week. Kate was exchanging texts with Tim whenever he wasnât busy with practices.
I didnât see Logan at all, but his girlfriend was always in my way, throwing me looks full of hate. I kept wondering what her problem with me was.
She looked like a doll, one of the most gorgeous men on campus was hers, she had a horde of friends, so why did she have this sudden interest in me? To hell with her and her boyfriend.
They deserved each other.
The most surprising thing happened to me on Monday evening. I was with Lily in our room. We had finished our studies and were discussing what to watch before sleep.
My phone buzzed with an incoming message, and I picked it up from the bedside table. When I saw the text, my eyes widened in surprise, and my heartbeat accelerated in a flash.
Drew
Hey, little minx, I want to see you in 10 minutes. Iâll be in the parking lot.
Becca
Is that a command?
Drew
U donât want to see me? I am hurt ð.
Of course, I wanted to see Drew. But was it reasonable? Heâs used to hooking up with girls, while my night with him was my first time having a casual fuck.
I might get carried away if I continue seeing him, and I will be the one who would get hurt in the end. Shit! I was losing it. I sighed, looking at my phone.
Becca
Iâll be there.
They say we only live once.
I quickly changed, putting on my dark blue dress with long sleeves and my black sneakers. Lily looked at me in surprise. Shoot, we were going to watch a movie together. I smiled at her.
âLil, sorry, something came up at the last minute. I will be late, so donât wait up for me, okay?â
âAre you going on a date? With Rob?â
âWhat? No! We broke up. Itâs about my projectâ¦for literature⦠I really need to get going. Night!â
I rushed out of the room without looking back once. I didnât wait for her answer; the only thought in my mind was Drew and what would await me in his car.
I exited the dorm and turned towards the direction of the parking lot. His car was already here. I walked toward it slowly, swaying my hips as sexily as I could.
I didnât have time to do my makeup, but I had already washed my face, and my hair was down. Anyway, with my tanned skin, I was often makeup-free. What the hell was wrong with me? ~Itâs not a date, Becca, relax.~
I opened the passenger door and slid inside Drewâs car. He was in sweatpants, a T-shirt, and had a bomber jacket on his shoulders.
His blond hair was messy and a little wet; I guess he came to me right after he took a shower.
He probably went to the shower right after practice, covered in sweat... That train of thought brought me back to our night, and my cheeks blushed.
Drew grinned at me; his brown eyes sparkled mischievously, and his eyebrows were raised as if surprised.
âOne minute, I even thought youâd bail out on me and wouldnât show up at all,â he said.
âI guess it would be a first.â
âIt doesnât matter now, as youâre here. Are you hungry? 'Cause I am starving.â
âDrew, why are you here?â
âFirst, weâll eat, then weâll talk. How about it?â He studied me while waiting for my answer.
I could easily go back to the dorm and watch a movie with Lily, but I was sure as hell that I would regret that decision. I wanted to know Drew.
âFine.â
Drew drove us to the diner, where he ordered some takeaway, and twenty minutes later, he parked the car in the parking lot of one of the cityâs parks. Okay, he didnât want to be seen in my company, not so good for a start.
We had made some small talk on our way here, and as soon as we parked, Drew started to eat French fries and a huge burger with beef and cheese, drinking Cola.
I refused to eat anything; it was too late for such food, but I couldnât say no to a strawberry milkshake.
I waited for him to finish his meal while telling him about my studies. I was surprised because he actually seemed interested. He asked me about my favorite subject and why I decided to come here for my education.
When he finished, he collected the leftovers and took them to the garbage bin. Soon, he was back and staring at me. I started feeling nervous again.
âSo, Drew, honestly... why am I here?â I asked.
âI donât know,â he shrugged his shoulders.
âSeriously?â
âYep, I donât know your reasons for coming, but I do know mine.â
âAnd?â I bit my lower lip.
âI just wanted to see you. There is something about you that I donât understand. Consider me intrigued.â
âOkay. I always thought that I was an open book, easy for everyone to read. My emotions are hard to hide.â
âWell... yesterday you were an open book to me, not only your emotions, but your body too. But I thought about it, and I realized that I donât know anything about you, like, at all. Only today did I find out what your major is, for example.â
âYou didnât come to our parties, and you were never in your room the few times when Logan and I visited Lil. I honestly didnât expect you to agree yesterday. I was sure that youâd throw me out of your room, but you didnât.â
âAnd the night I spent with you was the most amazing night Iâve had in a couple of months.â
âI donât like parties, and... Logan is a sore subject for me. I donât understand him, heâs confusing me and I donât like that feeling. Thatâs why I wasnât in my room when he wanted to visit Lil.â
Drewâs brow furrowed; he didnât like what he heard about Logan. He was a smart boy. He knew I wouldnât tell him more about my reasons.
âBut why did you agree? I have seen you with a guy from your class. Is he your boyfriend?â
âNot anymore. I broke up with him on Sunday.â
âOuch. Am I the reason?â Drew smiled at me with his boyish little smile.
âDonât flatter yourself. Rob is a nice guy, kind and smart. Heâs more like a friend to me and always has been.â
âWhy does he sound more like the boring type to me? How was the sex?â
âI never slept with him.â Why am I being so open with him? It doesnât make any sense at all.
âSo youâre saying that you didnât have sex with this poor guy, but let me bang you till the morning cameâ¦while he was still your boyfriend, is that right?â
Drew said all this with his easy smile, but his eyes were serious. He studied my reaction. I felt ashamed. My cheeks were burning with humiliation.
I looked at my feet, not having the strength to look him in the eyes. What he said was the ugly truth, but I was afraid to admit it, even to myself.
âBecca, look at me.â
âYouâre right. What I did was horrible. It makes me sick to my stomach, but... I donât regret it.â I straightened up and stared at him.
We didnât say another word for some time. We just observed each other. I didnât have the slightest idea what Drew was thinking about me right now... probably that I was a slut.
âCome here, Rebecca.â
He took my arm and pulled me onto his lap. It was easier said than done; we were still in his car. I straddled him, my hands on his neck, his on my waist, and now we were looking into each otherâs eyes, our faces only inches away.
âI donât think that youâre a whore if thatâs what your look was about. I still think that youâre a gorgeous girl, and you were just confused about your feelings for the boy.â
âDrew, I am sorry, but I donât think that you could say anything that will help me to think otherwise. I cheated on my boyfriend with you, and I donât fucking regret it. Thatâs what it is about.â
âWhat can I do for you? Anything. Just name it.â
âHow about a kiss?â What the heck was I doing?
~Honestly, Rebecca, you should know better.~
But I guess, my reasonable side was in a deep slumber. Drew chuckled and placed his hand on the back of my neck, forcing me to bend down to him. As soon as our lips touched, I just knew that it wouldnât be only one kiss.
One hour later, I was nestled between Drewâs legs on the backseat of his car. His hands were on my stomach, embracing me from behind. Sex with him was amazing.
It was like he knew every one of my sensitive spots, where to press or kiss. I felt desirable in his arms... and safe. Strange feeling, but I trusted Drew.
âIs it bad that I donât want you to go back to your dorm room?â Drew whispered in my ear, and I shivered.
âI need to go back. I made an excuse to see you, but if I donât return, Lily will be suspicious, and Kate will be on my tail. And I donât want that.â
âWhat about tomorrow?â
I turned my head and looked at him. Did he want to see me again? I was speechless for some time, so he leaned into me and started kissing my lips, rolling me over, so my chest was pressed to his.
We kissed for a while. He stopped, giving me a light peck on my nose. Drew Milton was showing his affection for me, and it was crazy!
âBecca, what about tomorrow? Will you be free in the evening? I could come for you after my practice, not so sure that I will be in my usual shape, but we could spend some time together.â
âIs practice really tough?â
âYou have no idea. The coach will do everything in his power to push us to our limits so that we will do our best at the game.â
âHow is that possible? He could wear you out before you are able to walk onto the field. Thatâs just insane!â
âI know, but thatâs how he works. So, what do you say? Yes or no, Becca?â
I decided to tease him a little because I already knew my answer.
âI honestly donât think thatâs reasonable. Youâll need rest, and besides, in your own words, you wonât be in your usual shape⦠So I guess it means that there will be no sexâ¦â
âAnd now Iâm definitely hurt. You hurt my feelings, Rebecca⦠I am opening up to you, and in the meantime, youâre only interested in sexâ¦â
âDo you really think that the only reason for me to be here is sex?â I smiled at him while pinching his nose. His lips stretched in a huge smile.
âHow late in the evening will it be?â I asked.
âAround the same time, like today. I will text you as soon as I am free.â
âIâll be waiting.â As I finished my sentence, Drewâs lips were back on mine.
We lost track of time, so I didnât get back to my room until 1 a.m. I hurriedly undressed and went to bed, trying my best not to wake up Lily.
If I said that I wasnât excited about my next evening with Drew, I would be lying. I was extremely nervous about it because I didnât have any idea where this was heading.
But I wanted to explore this, and I had no regrets about it. I told Lily that I was going to the library because I needed something for my research.
She only nodded. So, as soon as I received a text from Drew, I left the room.
Fifteen minutes later, I was sitting in his car. On the backseat were pizza boxes and some drinks. Drew refused to tell me where we were heading, no matter how many times I asked him.
So I decided to drop it and started chatting with him about his day. He told me about his studies, cursing one of our professors who was on his back because of an unfinished assignment.
With laughter, Drew told me about his practice. I enjoyed myself just observing and listening to him. I felt so content in his company and so comfortable.
When we finally reached our destination, my mouth dropped open.
âAre we going to watch a movie?â I was amazed.
âWhy do you think I drove us to the open-air cinema? Or do you not like watching movies?â
âDepends.â I smiled because it was a delightful surprise. I didnât expect this from Drew.
âOn what?â
âMovie. Food... Company.â
âWell, I guess, in that case, the only problem there could be the movie. I brought some pizza and drinks for us. And you are sure as hell enjoying my company.â
âOh God, youâre so full of yourself. I guess itâs tough to be Drew Milton.â
âDunno. I am pretty good with myself.â
âSure, you are.â Drew and I started laughing. âSo, what about the movie?â
âI hope you like old Hollywood classics.â
âAbsolutely! I am in love with those!â
âGood. You had me worried just now.â
It was a great evening with delicious pepperoni pizza, ~How to Steal a Million~ with Audrey Hepburn and Peter OâToole, and with Drew by my side.
Since we had both seen this movie before, eventually, we started talking about our favorite movies, favorite actors, and even favorite singers. Surprisingly, Drew and I had so much in common when we were talking about our tastes. I honestly didnât expect to see this side of him.
He was a guy with a reputation as a playboy. I thought that he was interested only in girls and sports, but he was not at all like how Iâd imagined him. He was so much more.
He was well-educated, smart, and very attentive to details. He was funny and had a perfect sense of humor. He wasnât afraid to joke about himself. I was genuinely impressed by him.
When I got back to my room and my bed, a huge smile was plastered on my face. I had so much fun tonight, more than I had in a very long time. We didnât have sex, but we kissed a lot.
He wasnât ready to let me go when he parked his car at our dorm. He was too tired to argue with my solid points why I needed to return to my room, but he made me promise him that I will see him tomorrow.
Third evening in a row in Drewâs company, what could be better?