Chapter 64

Oh, my God Freya, for Christ's sake, stop it! I shouted at myself.

“Are you ok?” The hot guy asked me with a chuckle.

I looked at him again, and now he was running his hand through his oh so perfect hair.

What the hell Freya! What is wrong with me? Why can't I stop ogling this poor guy?

I blushed and just nodded in response. I then went to stand up but fell straight back into my seat with a bang.

“Oh my God! Are you alright?” The hot guy asked in a very sexy voice. Oh, that voice could whisper sweet nothings into my ear all night... Stop Freya, just stop!

“Yeah I'm fine, but my ass cheek and leg have gone to sleep,” I said, sharing a little too much information with him.

I vigorously rubbed my hand up and down my thigh and the hot guy started laughing at me.

“Here, I'll help you.”

He held his hand out for me to pull myself up with.

“Thanks,” I replied while trying to avoid looking in his direction.