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I stand still, my mind in overdrive.
Who the hell is she?
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Rosh
I bend and wash my legs. I’m pissed off. When I woke this morning Mac wasn’t here, and I know for a fact he had the day off. Where is that gutless wonder?
He has run, scared stiff, all because we had a moment last night? It wasn’t even the sex. Mind you, the sex was fucking awesome. There was a ten-minute window beforehand.
I stare into space as I remember it
“I’ve never felt it. I have no idea what I would need to do to make someone feel loved,” he said. He’s never loved anyone.
Why?
“You have this gift.” Our tongues slid against each other.
“A gift?” I asked.
“Of making me forget where I am—Who I am”
Why does he want to forget who he is?
I roll my eyes in disgust at myself for feeling all attached this morning. It was just sex. Really, really great sex. It means nothing. I need to concentrate on the plan and not the monster cock I’m sleeping with.
The bathroom door opens and he comes into sight. “Morning,” he says as his eyes drop down my body.
“Morning,” I reply as I continue washing myself. “Where did you go?”
“I got you some breakfast.”
I smile. “Thanks.”
He leans with his behind on the bathroom cabinet and he folds his arms in front of him as if thinking about something. I continue to shower and my eyes flicker back to him. He has this air about him. It’s cynical and smart ass all rolled into one.
“Is something wrong?” I ask.
A cold emotion I am unfamiliar with crosses his face. “Why would anything be wrong?” he asks sarcastically.
I shrug. God, he’s acting weird. “You tell me.”
He continues to watch me and his smug attitude is starting to piss me off. “Are you getting in?” I ask.
He doesn’t answer.
“Look. You either get in with me or you can get out, don’t start your mind game bullshit.”
He stands in an outrage. “Mind game bullshit?” he snaps. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”
“It means, if you have something to say, either say it or get out.”
“I’m not in here for a conversation.” He sneers.
“What are you here for then?”
“I’m looking at the ass I’m about to fuck.” He growls.