After closing the apartment door shut and blocking out all sounds coming from the inside, I leaned my back against the wall adjacent to the door.
Jordan was right in front of me, still laughing.
"I didn't think you'd be a prude, Rose," he said.
"I am not a prude! You don't know what it's like! Those two don't stop once they get at it and I don't know about you but I personally don't enjoy listening to people having sex," I snapped.
But that only made him laugh louder.
I glared at him in incredulity, "Stop laughing!"
"Oh, man," he put his hand over his stomach, "when you jumped away from that door.." he laughed.
"It isn't funny," I said, watching him gag as I felt a tickle erupting in my throat as well.
I tried suppressing it but Jordan's laugh was so contagious.
"You've gotta admit; it was a little funny," he said and I let go of the suppressed laugh in my throat.
I guess it was a bit funny.
