I heard the 'bzz bzz' of a text alert in my cupholder as I pulled into the driveway. I put the car into park and checked my phone. I would like to say the extra attention to not checking my phone while at the wheel was a normal habit. However, it was more out of an over-abundance of caution that came with driving my parent's expensive Jeep.
I looked at the text, from my older sister Megan. *Hey Mol. Logan is on his way. Says it should be like 5 hours.* I pocketed my phone, grabbed my backpack and headed for the house.
Megan's text referenced her husband making the roughly 5 hour drive to my little rental with my car. The plan was for Logan to drop it off here and drive my parent's jeep back to where he and my sister lived.
I didn't have my car because, of course, the week before I made my move south for grad school, the old thing decided it had been too long since it'd spent time in the shop. My parents had been kind enough to lend me the jeep to get myself around until my car was fixed up.
I'd enjoyed my couple weeks of luxury, but I was ready to be back in my more modest sedan. It would be nice to comfortably stomach parking next to the other cars in the always packed school lots.
I felt another 'bzz bzz' from my phone as I walked up to my door. The message would have to wait as my roommate's grey tabby cat tried to make her daily break for the outside world. I shuffled inside, herding her back with my feet. Her defeated 'meow' made me chuckle as I closed the door.
I set my backpack down on the one piece of communal furniture, a past its heyday couch, and walked into the kitchen area. I poured myself a glass of water, desperate for a respite from the late summer Southern heat.
"Hey Molly! How was class?" I heard from one of the two other rooms in the house. My roommate Haley walked out into the living area to hear my answer in person.
"It was good, only the second week still, so we've only really started diving into stuff" I looked up from filling my glass and almost dropped it immediately. Haley was barely wearing any clothes, something that I was starting to realize was pretty much the norm for her.
Haley was a nurse at one of the larger hospitals in the city and a couple years my senior. Her roommate before me had just recently moved out after getting married. Conveniently, opening up a room in a perfect location as I started graduate school.
Haley and I had met for coffee one day, making sure the other wasn't an axe murderer and all that, and became fast friends. As fun as she was to talk with, I was still becoming accustomed to some of her idiosyncrasies.
One of which, as I mentioned, was her seeming disdain for clothes. Today she was clad in only a white thong and matching sports bra. The Calvin Klein name band on both added a degree of classiness to her otherwise, exceedingly, simple outfit.
Paying no mind to my surprise, Haley turned to pet her cat, who had jumped up to sniff my backpack on the couch. I took in the scene, noting the white of her underwear offered an aesthetically pleasing contrast to her deep coffee colored skin. A delighted purr emanated from the cat as Haley paid her attention.
My initial shock wore off and I drank my water without further incident. Truthfully, I didn't mind Haley's penchant for being scantily clad. I had been a soccer player for my school during undergrad and was more than used to being around women in the buff.
In fairness to Haley as well, if I had her body, I might very well dress the same. She had the impressive backside stereotypically associated with women of her skin tone. Not to mention, a set of breasts that were every bit as eye catching.
Impossibly, she maintained a slim and toned stomach that rivaled even a former collegiate soccer player such as myself. She adorned it with a sparkling belly button stud.
"Just reminding you, my brother-in-law is gonna come through this evening to trade out cars. Up to you if you want to make a wardrobe change," I playfully ribbed her revealing attire.
She laughed, flashing a stunning and electric smile that lit up her whole face and wittily responded, "Probably won't. You've shown me his picture, I'd be more than happy to let him have a look at all this!" She gestured to her ample assets while doing a little curtsy, her dark chocolate eyes twinkling with mischief.
I laughed as well. I hadn't necessarily shown Haley a picture of Logan. However, he was in some full family shots I'd put up for decoration. He had a habit for standing out from the crowd in pictures.
"Be nice now. I'd never live it down if MY roommate was guilty of stealing my sister's man!" That got a belly laugh from Haley and startled her cat into meowing angrily at us both for making so much noise.
A phone ringtone blared from Haley's room causing her to excuse herself. Grabbing my backpack, I followed down the hallway to my own room.
The home featured a connected living and kitchen area. The lone hallway ended with two bedrooms, one on each side. Each bedroom came equipped with its own full bathroom. The perfect setup for two mid 20s women.
Another 'bzz bzz' from my pocket pulled my attention back to my phone as I set my backpack down and sat at my desk chair. Touching my phone screen, I saw I now had two notifications from my fiancé Dave.
*How'd classes go baby!?* read the first one. The second, most recent one said, *When does Logan get in?*. I rolled my eyes a little at the latter text. It had initially been Dave who was supposed to be bringing my car down.
Unlike my brother-in-law, he lived in the same city as my parents and naturally, I would enjoy a visit more from my own fiancé than from my sister's husband. However, Dave had backed out of being the car courier at the last second due to his parents scheduling a spur of the moment lake trip that he wanted to join in on.
I lay down on my bed with an exasperated sigh. I wasn't mad at Dave necessarily. A weekend at the lake sounded really nice right now. However, a weekend with his fiancée should've sounded way better!
Electing not to respond immediately, rather than sending a snappy reply, I tossed my phone over to the side of my bed. It landed on a skimpy red piece of lingerie that may have even made Haley blush. I'd bought it in preparation for Dave's visit south and seeing it again only further annoyed me.
Lying in bed and staring at my ceiling led me to feel drowsier and drowsier. Before I knew it, I was drifting off into a nice little nap.
'BRING, BRING, BRING' the sound of my ringtone brought me back to the waking world. Groggily, I rolled over and answered it without even looking at the caller id.
"Hello?" I yawned into the microphone.
