I shift on the bed and feel strong arms wrapped around me. I smell his scent and smile, turning to look at him. He is sleeping peacefully, breathing softly and not aware of the b***h ogling him right now.
God knows how much I love this man.
Love?
Yeah. This is no longer like. It’s not a simple crush. This is what we call love and I don’t know what to do about it. I want to stay away from him but I can’t. This thing between us is illegal but you all know that illegal love is sweet.
Friends?
Yeah. We talked at length last night and decided to be friends. Friends with benefits; s*x off the table but kissing on the table.
He said he can commit. I want to see how that can happen with all the engagement crap.
I take a strand of his hair and twirl it on my index finger with a smile.
I see
