Too Good For You

twenty eight

Sada
7 months later...
February 14th, 2021

And time alone is what we got and then some.

I haven't seen my baby in three weeks and I'm nearly having withdrawals. Within the last few months we'd managed to wrap up tour, move Billie into her big ass house, save my apartment and find me a job at Kip International: LA. A ballet class that I'm pleased to be assistant dance teacher at.

I have also scored a wonderful and professional therapist Sarah Dixon that sets my ass straight with elegance. She has literally saved my life these short few months and has helped me with my communication. As well as helped Billie.

During one of our sessions, Billie tagged along and we'd put everything out on the table. Billie admitted that the thought of marriage is scary for her and that if the us now plan to be married than she'd see a divorce in our near future.

She also admitted to me that I have a victim mentality and that I can be immature at times. That session I almost walked out but I stood my ground.

Finally I was able to admit that I felt inadequate in our relationship due to me losing my job and her being the bread winner in our relationship. I felt like I couldn't spoil her in ways that she wanted and it bruised my ego. I suppressed it while on tour because it was a new feeling for me along with people online telling me I was no good for her after my pictures were leaked.

After our third session together, Sarah prescribed us with alone time, dates and writing letters to one another if we couldn't express ourselves verbally. I thought the alone time would be fun but it was pretty fucking hard. I had minor busy work and only had time to think about Billie. While thinking I had time to think of how rushed our relationship was, how fast we rushed into sex and took no time to get to know one another.

Which led us to a challenge... 10 months with no sex just PG13 intimacy. This has been a tough 2 months of no sex but since we aren't around each other for too long we haven't had much time to fight the temptation. If we have a date we don't spend the night over one another's houses. Although, I still miss waking up next to Billie but now I yearn for the moment we get back to that point. I'd honestly wait forever for her.

This time we've spent giving one another space has fueled my love for her to a level I never thought I'd reach. I get a fuzzy feeling in my chest and feel like I'm walking on the edge of a cliff. That rush I had before returned and I'm extremely nervous around her. On top of that, baby is glowing. She's never looked more rejuvenated.

"Can I get these please?" I hold up a bouquet of white roses and the cashier smiles then tells me that they are her best seller. She gushes a little more about how people buy them for their significant others all the time and how mine will love them. I quickly pay then head to my car to see my baby.

I make the quick trip to her big ass house and ring the doorbell once I'm there since I don't have a key. Boundaries we've set. She swings the door open and pulls me into a hug. I tighten my arms around her soft body and take in her intoxicating scent.

"You smell good." We say simultaneously then bust out laughing and pull away from one another.

"Come on in." She steps aside to let me in and I hand her the roses after slipping my shoes off. "Awww buggy, you didn't have to get me anything!" She coos then leans down to kiss me. I happily accept her four kisses in a row.

"It's Valentine's Day bunny! What kind of girlfriend would I be if I didn't?"

"Girlfriend? I thought you were my mistress?" She scrunches up her face and turns to walk down the hall to her kitchen. I follow behind and slide into one of her bar stools.