Chapter 4

I find him eating my other piece of toast. He looks up at me, his face stuffed with the heated bread.

"Oh, you want some?" Pieces of toast fly out of his mouth.

I shake my head and then sit across from him at the table.

"So. If you're as big as you say you are, then why were you at the mall yesterday, and why are you here?" I ask.

"Everyone needs a break sometimes, even me. I do it once in a while, just grab a girl at the mall and give her my number, so she can freak out. But you're different. You didn't even know who I was."

I feel a pang of hurt when he says he has done this to other women, and I don't know why. I have Mark in my life and he's all I need.

Right?

I feel like I'm being used and I won't let that happen.

"Okay. I'm going to have to ask you to leave, I'm busy."

I spit more violently than intended.

Michael looks taken aback, but then he smirks when he realizes I'm jealous of the other women he's pleasured.

"Can I have a hug at least?" He outstreches his arms to me.

I want to to say no, to leave his arms hanging. But I can't.. whenever I look into his eyes, he just makes me feel a way that not even Mark..

God, what is wrong with me?

I go in for the hug quickly and try and move away but I realize I am held in place on the ground by a force. Michael.

"A proper hug.." he whispers.

He lifts me up so I am forced to swing my legs around him. His hands move from my middrift, to my waist, and down to my behind, giving it a violent squeeze.

I gasp at the pain but then melt at the feeling of pleasure.

Suddenly he puts me down and walks out of my apaprtment.

"Bye babe," he calls over his shoulder.

I'm left to find out if he's coming tomorrow. Hopefully not, because I cannot face him and all of his perfection without my brain turning to gush, thinking about if we had a real love connection.

I decide to go to the University where the girls are staying. What will they think? What will Mark and my parents think? I'm so hopeful that the girls will give me advice, because this is the time I really need it.

I give Sam a phone call.

"Hello?" She answers.

"Hey, I'm on my way to campus. I've got to talk to you."

"We can't talk over the--"

"No. Its very important."

"Oh. Okay, see you soon." I hear slight surprise in her voice and then the line goes flat.

I need her advice. I need to know what she thinks of the situation.