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“Wait, what? Hot elevator sex? You have to tell me all about that,” she says.
Oh, boy. Here we go.
Next stop: my downfall.
Rocco
She hasn’t spoken to me in days, and I can’t figure out why. I thought we had a good time together. In fact, I know we did.
So why is she being so distant?
Occasionally, I get a response. It’s usually something along the lines of, “I’m doing okay. I’ve just been busy with Dasha and her kid.”
The passion has effectively been lifted from our texts. Okay it could be worse.
I can deal with being snubbed. I understand not feeling up to things for a few days. I just feel resentment toward the things I can’t control.
Typical man problem. I’ll get through it.
If we were from completely different families, things would have worked out easier. Instead, it’s messy. It adds to the risk a little bit. It makes it a little more fun. But when things go bad, our situation becomes very weird.
Fucking Byron…
I’d give the world to take that man out.
When there’s knock at my door, I don’t hesitate to answer.
I see her almost instantly. “You’re here,” I say, feeling that sweet relief wash over me.
There’s that perfume of hers again, pulling me near. Only problem is she doesn’t look too happy, and she doesn’t smile when I kiss her.
Fuck.
Is she going to break it off tonight? Is that why she came?
“Hey,” she says. “Can I come in?”
I wipe her cheek with my thumb. She looks down, breathing heavy.
“Have you been crying?” I ask.
“Can I just come in?” she asks.
I move aside, and she walks right into my bedroom. I can’t tell how our situation is right now, but it seems pretty fucking volatile. Maybe she knows about Byron. He could have told her he visited me. I can’t think of any other reason why she’d be this upset.
“We have to talk,” she says, tears filling her eyes.
“Sure,” I say, sitting down on my mattress. She places her hand against mine and takes a deep breath.
“Byron saw me,” I tell her before she can speak.
I’m not sure why I even do it. I want to be as honest as possible. I don’t enjoy seeing her this upset.
The whole fucking thing backfires.
Her eyes light up like two flames. “He what?” she asks. “Why? Why would you give him the time of day? Are you crazy?”
“Sorry, I wasn’t aware two businessmen aren’t allowed to talk,” I say.
