𝐶𝑅𝐼𝑀𝑆𝑂𝑁 𝑅𝐸𝐷| 18+ ✔️

VIII.Swerve

"Hey guys, what's going on?" Lorenzo sits himself between me and Ivan making himself comfortable.

I can't help but giggle, it's surprisingly funny how jealous the stalker could be. It's no surprise he has interest in me but the only thing me and Ivan were doing is looking at Ivan's 3 month old daughter he left back home in Mexico.

I am a sucker for babies and I just thought it was adorable, I didn't think it was enough for him to squeeze himself in-between us.

I shuffle to the side of the couch making more room between me and him. "Ivan is showing me his daughter Morelle." I quickly suppressed my giggle and made my face still.

"cute." Lorenzo looks over at his phone and grits his teeth. He doesn't like morelle by the seams of it.

"Thank you." Ivan says through barred teeth as well then stomps off to wherever he needs to go. Wait, he's interested in me too?

He has his whole baby's mother probably waiting for him. It could never happen. I am not the stepmom type but Lorenzo does not have to know that, I like his jealousy.

"I could imagine being around that baby all the time." I sit back on the sofa, in the corner of my eye I see Lorenzo's jaw clench.

"I love babies actually, never seen one that cute." I reach for the remote and click through a few channels. what I see is a clench jaw, turns into a smirk, oh boy.

"I could give you one, ya know." he grins, my neck snaps to him, I could almost see my reflection in his teeth "idiota." I give him narrow eyes and turn back to my tv, I finally settle on 'queen of the south' , which looks interesting enough.

Lorenzo stays on the couch and watches about 2 episodes with me, he's very quiet when watching something.. to where I am very loud, I like to yell at my tv. "I'm telling you that fucker has those drugs!" I get up and kick over the coffee table.

"I hate tv, how can someone be that clueless."I sit back down.
"i..." he loses track of words.

"you what?" I snap.

"I never seen anyone become so aggressive about tv." he follows my tone. "Well," I shrug and resume watching tv.

The truth is I have a lot to do at the moment but work only lets me think deeply and not forget about the things I want to.

Like the occurrence in the closet. So i didn't even bother with working but tv isn't working really well either.

"what happened in that closet.. won't ever happen again." I say the words suddenly.

"what?" he asks, confused as to what I was talking about. "I have responsibilities, I don't need a distraction." I say fully 'confident' this time and get up from my seat.

"Don't ever come near me like that again." I hear him say something behind me but I don't hear the words, deep down in the pit of my stomach I know I want to explore my options with him but it's not worth it.

I've never seen a relationship that wasn't a waste. I don't want to start that foolery again. I walk upstairs into my room, locking the door to make sure no more men roam my closet again as I go into it and pack my luggage for the trip, a small carry-on with my most effective dessauges and my personal clothes with a few shoes.

Even when I'm keeping myself busy and distracted I still think about what happened here with lorenzo.

His warm breath on my neck, his sly words, his smirk. it's become clear to me I know I won't make any time for him. a distraction. just a distraction.