I guess ringing the doorbell would be stupid. Dammit, why do I get myself into this shit?

I'm just testing the guy just like all the others. Hopefully, he will pass. He's different, when I see him my heart races and my hands sweat.

Here goes nothing.

I pulled myself up the trellis until I got to the roof of the back porch, then snuck over to his window and knocked.

He flipped his light on and opened the window. "What now?" He asked.

Usually, guys are ecstatic to see me.

"I told you I'd be over, move out of the way." I said.

He did, and I climbed inside. "This would be a lot easier if you'd let me use the door." I said.

He stood there looking annoyed. "I didn't invite you."

Damn, he's a tough one.

"I need a t-shirt, I ripped mine on your stupid trellis." I said.

I walked over, opened his drawer, and pulled out a white t-shirt.

"What are you going to do? Wear that home?" He asked.

I shook my head at him, before I pulled my t-shirt over my head.

"What's wrong? Never saw a girl in her bra before?" I threw my shirt down on the floor and pulled the shirt over my body.

"I've never seen one so freely showing hers off." He said.

"Wow, are you a virgin too?" I asked.

He looked at me in disbelief, and shook his head. "What? No, I'm not a virgin."

"Good, I figure one of us should know what we are doing." I winked.

I climbed on his bed and sat indian style.

"Come, sit." I said.

He shook his head. "No way." He sat at his desk.

"Why not?" I asked.

"I don't get in bed with half-naked crazy chicks." He answered.

I laughed. "You think I'm crazy?" He nodded. "I'm not crazy, I'm a tease." I gave him an innocent smile.

He shook his head. "You're fucking crazy, don't try that manipulation shit on me, I don't do crazy chicks." He said.

I laughed. "Then why haven't you kicked me out of your room?"

"I'm scared shitless you're going to cause a scene and wake my mom." He said.

"She took her sleeping pills and wine a half hour ago, Hudson. A stampede wouldn't wake that woman. Come sit, I know you're curious, and I promise I don't bite." I said.

"You were watching my mom?" He asked.

"Duh, my father would seriously kill you if he found out you have me in your bedroom." I said.

"I don't have you in my room." He snapped, so I stood up and walked over to him and straddled his legs, sitting on his lap.

"You're not at least tempted?" I asked.

He drew in a long breath.

"You're fucking gorgeous, but I don't take advantage of special needs girls." He said, and I busted out laughing.

"I'm not crazy, I told you I'm a tease. If I like a guy, I test him." I got up and grabbed my shirt.

"I still think you're crazy." He said, and I stopped and turned back around.

"It's okay, you didn't pass anyways." I said.

"What didn't I pass?" He asked.

"You'll never know." I walked past him, but he grabbed my arm.

"You climb into my window, strip down half naked, and I don't take advantage of you, so I failed some test of yours?" He pulled me into him. "Maybe it's you that didn't pass my test, you don't get to leave without leaving me with something." He said.

His lips came crashing down on mine, and I swear I almost passed out. My heart raced, and I squeezed my thighs together.

Shit!

He pushed back and looked down at me. "Absolutely nothing." He said, and I gasped.

"See you later, Joey." He raised his window.

"What?"

"Have you ever stopped to think a guy just isn't attracted to you? See, my last girlfriend was the head cheerleader, but she was also a model. Sorry, just not feeling it. See you later, and that doesn't mean tomorrow at my window." He said.

"You're a dick!" I snapped.

"Nope, I'm a tease. Bye now." He didn't even crack a smile.

I huffed and puffed the entire way home. How dare he act like I'm not good enough? Screw him!