Chapter 3 Sneaking Out

Eight years later....................

I rolled over to my side and looked at the person right next to him. Judging from how he snored, his chest rising in tide with his breath, he was still in a deep state of slumber. That meant that I could leave the room without him noticing. I looked at the wall clock and the long clock hand immediately merged with the short clock hand - it was 12:00 AM, I had to get out of there.

Hold on, I know what you're thinking, Dante you're such a slut, well, guess what? I deserve it.

I had come a long way since high school. I was no longer the thin, soft, bony, nerd who looked like he could get blown away by the wind. I worked so hard to change that image of mine, to change from the old Dante to the Dante I was; the new Dante. I constantly worked out to give myself that physique I wanted, and I locked myself away from ever falling in love with anyone. If love was in the air, I would hold my breath and rather suffocate than breath in the stupid love that was in the air.

The new Dante was stoic and cool, with a law degree from Harvard, and a first class honors from Harvard law school, with a cool job waiting at Lawsa law firm. With all the accomplishments, I felt invincible.

" Are you leaving?" The deep voice said as I was gently tiptoeing, startling me.

" ummm...... yeah, I have to go. I have to get up early tomorrow. First day at my new job, you know", I said, grinning, " but I had a really good time", I quickly added, stretching my lips into an insincere smile.

The young man who was about my age smiled, " me too. I had a great time. We should do this more often", he said, pulling the sheets away from his body to reveal the snake in-between his legs.

I laughed lightly, the kind of laugh that always snucked out whenever I was nervous. Yeah, he was sexy and all that, definitely my type, with broad shoulders and abs, and a dick that I could spend all year sucking, but nah, that wasn't happening. It was a one-night stand, and it had to remain that way. But he didn't have to know, did he?

" Sure...... um....... bye", I said and immediately swung the door open.

" Bye Dante", he waved at me cheerfully, looking like an overgrown naked baby sitting there on the bed. I felt bad that I couldn't remember his name while he remembered mine. Was it Bryan? Or Basil? I just couldn't tell. But I was sure his name started with a B. Not that it was important anyway. We had exchanged numbers, and I had given him a wrong number, and I definitely wasn't planning on calling him.

I left the hotel as fast as possible, driving my way through the scantly populated streets and enjoying the midnight breeze. I wasn't lying about my new job, and if there was anything I needed, it was my beauty sleep. I wouldn't want to get to the office with bags under my eyes.

" Hold it right there!"

I yelped and almost fainted from a heart attack.