I reach to turn up the radio in order for the music to rid my thoughts, he grabs my hand. The touch of his thumb against mine is reassuring me we're more than late night calls and drunk texts.
Finally we arrive to his place. We go straight to his bedroom, he turns the T.V on, lays down on his bed and reaches for me to lay with him, I take the offer. Laying next to him is temptation. He starts kissing me ad I kiss back. He starts undressing me and I undress back. Suddenly we are bare naked, my legs are wrapped around his back and I'm facing his chest. He kisses me in every right spot. He picks me up, and now he's standing up. After we do it on the dresser because good sex never ends where it started. I forget about the world, and think about my pleasure as I hear his breathing on my neck. After what feels like an hour both of us become weak and slowly we let each other go. He starts putting his briefs back on and I look around to see where he threw my clothes. I grab my panties, bra and I slip them on. I see my shirt on top of something, I grab it to uncover a picture of him and her, her? who's she? why didn't he tell me about she?I stare into the picture but catch myself and I act as if I didn't notice any picture, any girl, any him and her.
I go up to him and begin to kiss his neck and chest, he slowly pushes me away trying to be gentle,he walks to his mirror to check if he has any marks and ask "You ready to go home?" and just like that I became the other one. The one I told myself I would never become. I'm playing his fool and I don't plan on turning down the role just yet.
I button my jeans up, slip on my sneakers, touch up my lipgloss, grab my purse and we leave.
I left something behind though...my heart.
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