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THREE- his incomprehensible feelings and weak spot

THREE- his incomprehensible feelings and weak spot

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RUDY'S POV:

It was Friday night and obviously, the cast wanted to go out. Madelyn decided that we were going to a club. She also told us there was going to be a 'special guest'. And, to be honest, I was pretty excited.

We were finally at the club. Everyone was having their own conversations and Dess approached me.

She looked mad as hell, so I asked her: "Dess, what's wrong?"

"I'm so damn pissed. That fucking bitch I told you about, Teresa, is so indescribably annoying. She told me she wanted her couch in Burgundy Red color. The only available color I had the couch in, was Ruby Red. She started ranting about how I'm colorblind and unprofessional. Like, bitch, what could I possibly do? Stop complaining, spoiled whore! If she doesn't like something, she can easily go and find herself a new designer!" she ranted.

Dessa was furniture and home designer. She's pretty stubborn and often offers clients her own furniture designs, even if they made it clear that they want something else. That usually sets off a lot of people. She also has a short temper.

"Hey, hey, hey," I said to attract her attention, "Dess, 'sgood!" I comforted her, "relax for a bit and forget about your job. Wanna drink?"

She nodded her head in agreement. We ordered ourselves a drink. After I saw that she was still pretty tense, I did the only thing that would be a good consolation. I pulled her in for a kiss without her consent.

There was nothing between us though. We agreed long ago to be friends with benefits and we both were fine with it.

She kissed me back and we started making out. I felt like she was no longer stressed.

She pulled away: "Ugh, have you heard Madelyn is bringing someone here? She said that her fashion designer is going to join our friend group or something. For fucks sake, I can bet that she's a bitch," Dessa complained.

"Chill out Iri, I think it's cool!" I said and kissed her again. Neither of us pulled away so we were basically just making out for a while.

That was until Chase, as the idiot he is, started shouting my and Iridessa's name: "Rudy, Dess, c'mere!"

I pulled away from the girl and looked at him. My eyes slowly drifted to the new girl and my heart dropped. There's no way... My breath was uneven, eyes wide and I didn't know what to do.

I didn't know why I felt fear but my stomach was doing flips and I felt something... Butterflies? No, that's not possible. It's been 8 years and there's no way I feel anything for her.

"What is it?" Dessa questioned.

She turned around and met her eyes, too. She whispered: "Holy shit..."

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