Chapter 3: One Night Stand

When I finally got back to the dorm it was almost 4 a.m. Jessica and Rolie were already asleep in their room. Our house was a mess from the party and we definitely had to clean up the next day.

As I lay in bed trying to fall asleep, I was awakened by my regret. I had just given my virginity to a stranger? A playboy? And I did it all to get back at Justin and Lisa?I've never been so impulsive, especially when it comes to love. Now, I'm embarrassed and ashamed of that mistake.

Enzo was very attractive to me and we had great sex, but right now, I just want to forget about it.

When I woke up the next morning, my head hurt so bad that I groaned and got out of bed, ignoring my appearance, and stumbled into the kitchen.

I was wearing an oversized t-shirt and shorts. I think I just need some coffee now.

"You know, you could at least tell us where you went last night," Rolie said.

"I'm sorry," I replied, my face turning red as I remembered what happened after the party. "I just needed to cool off."

"Why didn't you tell us you and Justin were a couple?" Jessica said suddenly, walking out of her room. She had a towel wrapped around her hair and she was wearing a fluffy pink robe and bunny slippers.

I kept my head down and poured myself a cup of coffee. I tried to keep the tears from flowing.

But my efforts weren't working.

Jessica rushed to my side and put her arms around me as Rolie looked at me. She had an apologetic look on her face.

"I'm sorry," I sobbed. "He... He told me that he just wanted to wait until the right time to make our relationship public." "Men are trash," Rolie replied. "Most of them are, anyway. You shouldn't beat yourself up about it."

Jessica nodded and rubbed my back, agreeing with Rolie. "Yeah," she said. "Such an asshole! You're so smart and sexy, you'll be a doctor! Who needs boy love then? Come on, let's go to breakfast. "Jessica and Rolie were right. For me, boys were just wasting my time and I had more important things to think about. I changed into my usual jeans and hoodie, brushed and braided my hair, and then made my way to the dining room with my roommates. "Oh my god!" Jessica exclaimed as we approached the restaurant.

Jessica's excitement caught the attention of the other girls nearby, who squealed and waved back.

Enzo approached. I grabbed my hair trying to block my face.

Why did I have to meet Enzo the morning after a one night stand, and to make matters worse, he approached us and stood in front of us.

Did he remember our night together, or was he confused by my strange behavior?

"Hey Enzo!" said Jessica, "Are you excited about the homecoming game today?"

I kept my eyes on the ground and let my bangs fall down my face, but I could feel Enzo staring at me the whole time.

"Yeah," he replied. "Although, it's not exciting when we always know we're going to crush our opponents."

Jessica smiled broadly, like a giddy little girl.

I seized the opportunity to look up at him. He looks far less animalistic now than he did last night.

Maybe his behavior last night was just a result of the alcohol.

Enzo looked at me, arms crossed over his muscular chest. He didn't seem too happy about it.

Was he upset that I left him last night?

"Are you ready to practice, Enzo?" another boy asked, striding towards us. He looked Jessica up and down, then at Enzo, who nodded, hands in his pockets, brown eyes still fixed on me. "Yeah. Let's go."

Later that afternoon, after we finished cleaning the dorm, Jessica walked into my room. She was wearing a pleated pink miniskirt, a fuzzy white sweater and white sneakers with leg warmers.

"Oh my god, you're not ready?" She said, rushing over to me and closing my book

"Hey!" I said, throwing my pen onto the table. "I'm studying."

"Studying can wait," Jessica replied. "Come on, let's go to the field hockey game! I've heard some rumors that Enzo is planning to use some new moves. "My heart skipped a beat in my throat. "I'm not going," I say. Then I open my book to the page I'm reading.

Jessica obviously didn't like my reaction because she stomped her foot angrily. "OH! Come On!!!!!!" She whined. "You don't really want me to go alone, do you?" I couldn't bear to tell my friend the truth about where I was last night. She'd be heartbroken if she knew I slept with Enzo. Jessica has been dying to make out with Enzo since our first semester.

Even though Enzo never gave her much attention, she still went to all his games to cheer him on.

Jessica even watched all of his games live online. She always talked about how Enzo was a genius, how his physical abilities were god-like, and how easily he won every match he entered.

"Come on," Jessica whined again. "Please? For me?" She batted her eyelashes and pursed her bottom lip.

I sighed and closed the book again, rubbing my tired eyes. "Okay," I replied. Although I really just wanted to hide in my room and never see the star field hockey player again.

"I can go. But you owe me."

Jessica grinned and bounced out of the room when I was ready.

I wanted to blend in, so I just wore a hoodie with the college logo on it and jeans.

Jessica kept making small talk about Enzo on the way. "His body is so perfect," she said. "All those muscles make me want to bite him!" I hated to admit it, but hearing Jessica talk about Enzo brought back a tidal wave of memories from last night.

His muscular body, the way he touched and kissed me, the way he felt inside me ...... It made my body tingle.

As we lined up to enter the arena, I did my best to rid my mind of the thoughts, but I just couldn't. The feeling of Enzo's intense gaze on me as we lay on the bed together, limbs entwined.

I just hoped I could get out of this game without Enzo or Justin seeing me.