James' POV
As soon as I close the door behind me I want to bang my head against it at my obvious stupidity. I'm the one that wanted to see Jessie and here I am, running like a little stupid when I finally get the chance.
Pathetic.
'I think it's funny.' Sloan says enjoying this side of me too much for my liking.
'Please go away.' I groan needing him to get out of my head so then making I can get my frazzled brains and thoughts together enough to face the man that somehow gets me as flustered as Carramel gets in a span of a few seconds.
I begin to take my clothes off when I realize the hole I just dug myself into. I only remembered I had already taken a shower after I was on my way to the bathroom, but there's no way in hell I'm going to walk back out there and admit that to Jessie. Her seeing me dance around the room to my white girl music was bad enough, I don't think my ego can handle any more blows today.
