34. Are you an idiot?

MICHAEL I couldn't wait to go to the party when I heard Jacob was coming. I hardly had the chance to talk to him, let alone see him since we got back, and now I finally had another opportunity to see him and possibly be alone with him. However, I didn't know how I would do it with Alison following me around like a shadow. And that was what was happening. She had grabbed onto my arm and stuck to me like glue since we arrived at the party. We were walking around like Siamese twins, with our arms linked with each other. I didn't want to be rude and push her away either. She is my girlfriend, after all. If anything, I encouraged it since I was already guilty about sneaking around behind her back. But my heart skipped a beat when I saw Jacob walk in. He was wearing a soft gray shirt with a high collar that hugged his body, drawing the eyes to his well-toned abs. A black jacket with onyx buttons to finish his look. The sides gapped enough to show off his incredibly soft shirt. I wanted to ru