32. Trying to connect.

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I am sitting in bed in my pyjamas and looking at my toes listening to Dominic in the shower. This is bugging me, I am not having fun anymore. All of this is harshing my buzz. I think about yesterday and a smile comes on my face.  “I can smell that. Stop”  I am kicked out of my memory and I look up to see Dominic’s damp shining flawless body.  “What if I don’t?” I grin teasing him.  His face gets a little darker and again he sure as hell looks like a serial killer looking at his prey. I don't know why it keeps coming in my head but he just really looks like one. “I will take you no matter your objections”  Wow this got very dark and scary. I throw my hands in the air and put the blanket over me. He does not even c***k a smile, he just walks into the walk in closet and put on loose lig

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