Chapter 19

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- January 30th, 2012. 

I nodded just before she tackled me on the bed. She straddled me and began to kiss my neck. She worked her hands up my shirt and down my abs. "Fuck, you're built," she spoke breathlessly in my ear.  In an instant, I was hard. She pinned me to the bed once taking off my shirt. She licked me from my neck all the way down to my navel. She unbuckled my belt before stripping me free from it. She eyed me as she made her way further down. She stripped me of my jeans and touched me through my boxers. 

She looked into my eyes while dragging her index finger down my torso and into my boxers. I bit my lip and looked into her eyes. "You're rock solid," she smirked. I nervously smiled as she began to unleash me from my boxers. "Wait... What about your secret admirer?" I asked. She looked into my eyes. 

"Jacob... I know that you're..." she couldn't find her words. She sat up and removed her hand from my lower region. She sighed and folded her arms across her chest, concealing herself from me. "Jacob... Be honest when I ask you this," she avoided eye contact. "Sure" I agreed, scooting closer to her. "Are you my---." "I'm home!," a woman's voice called from downstairs. My love's eyes grew wide. "Hide" she whispered. I gathered my clothing and hid in her closet. I watched her put her bra back on with ease before she slipped her tanktop back on. She wrapped herself in the blanket we previously had and lay on the bed. 

"Hey, Sweetie," her mother greeted. "Hey, Ma," she smiled back. "Whatcha watching?" her mother looked at the movie. "A Bronx Tale," she answered innocently. "Oh, cool. Well, I'll be here for about an hour, and then I'm leaving again," her mother informed her. "Okay, Ma" she innocently smiled. Her mother left the room. 

My love glared over at me before hopping up. She sat next to me and looked at me. "Jacob... We're made for each other, can't you see? We have so much in common. You seem to be the only one who gets me," she spoke. "What about Secret Admirer?" I asked. "What about him?" she asked. 

With that, I decided what to do. At that moment--- in that instant ---, I knew what I needed to do. Besides, I feel like... the jig is up.

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