------- He loved the girl that can't love him.....And now he can't love the girl that loves him --------
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"Don't worry.." I say, getting up off the chair and walking around him on my way out, my scarf running through his fingers lightly until it s...
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The bedroom door squeaks open, and I turn my head to see Aaron stroll in, carrying a medium size grey shopping paper bag in one hand, and what looks to be a creamy chocolate cupcake with sprinkles in the other hand.
I smile.
He left early in the morning with a group of people to do some things in town and left me sleeping in bed and also so that I could prepare and get ready to travel back home this afternoon. He and a few of his family will travel back tomorrow.
"Hai?" he says, as he crouches over my shoulder, and brings the creamy cupcake to my lips.
"Mmmm.." I chuckle, as I take a bite out of it, and remove it from his hand, when he smudges the cream all around my mouth messily.
He turns my head and licks it off.
I wrinkle my nose and push his head away.
It's past midmorning now, but we are clearly still basking in the post-coitus aftermath that we engaged in most of the night.
"Are you trying to get me fat." I mutter, wiping my face clean and taking another bite of the yummy cupcake.
"Just trying to feed my two favorite people in the whole world." he says, his hand rubbing my belly gently and taking a bite too.
Sometimes his words leave me speechless and wanting to cry.
"Are you ready?" he asks, looking down at the small suitcase I carried with me for the trip that I was zipping up when he walked into the room.
"Yep, all packed" I look up and say, then turn my attention to the bag in his hand which he is holding very possessively.
"What's this?" I ask.
He places the paper bag on the bed next to me and wraps his arms around me instead.
"I got you something to wear, since you said that you exhausted the clean clothes you carried." he says.
"Oh, thank you." I murmur, putting the last bit of confectionery in my mouth.
"You're welcome." He says, taking out the clothes from the bag and resting his chin on my shoulder as I unwrap the nicely folded new dress. The idea of him shopping for me filling me with glee.
"Is there any chance that you have another cupcake somewhere in here?" I nod at the grey bag, as I squish the leftover paper cup in my hand.
"No..but there is more in the kitchen." he chuckles.
"Let me change." I say, breaking away.
"Sure." He murmurs, stepping back.
I put on the new dress that will go very well with my white sneakers and I walk out on the balcony where he has gone.
"This is quite a view. I will certainly miss this place." I say, leaning over the edge. The scenery is very cathartic. It fills me with nostalgia." I say.
