On A Great Note

"What the hell was her problem?" it was the first thought that came to Zach’s mind when he woke up this morning, and he wanted to punch someone. Thankfully, no one was in his room.

He sat up on his bed, the thought of what had happened last night invading his head and he wondered how Chloe could react the way she did, like she was annoyed about what she had overhead.

If truly she had overheard the conversation, shouldn't she know that he had only done her a favor? She had acted like he had done something so terrible and that annoyed the shit out of him. She made him tick in places he didn't like, and he hated that so much. Speaking of ticking, he felt himself hardened as he remembered the brief encounter between them upstairs at Liam’s house and down below the stairs. The way her body had felt pressed against his, the way she had gasped when their body touched even though there was a barrier of clothes between them.

Damn!

He cursed, threw the cover aside, and walked to the bathroo