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Vince was lying in bed, stirring slightly as he had just had sex. Still in his boxers as he was lying half in and half off the bed, the sheets no longer on his body as he was lying there processing his previous night. Beside him laid Liv McKenzie as they'd have an interesting one night together right after he'd been kicked out of the bar after his altercation that he started. Liv stirred herself awake, reaching over and wrapping an arm around Vince pulling him close so she could nuzzle herself against the nape of Vince's neck.
"This stays between us." He heard her say.
Vince twists his body around, a frown etched on his face.
"Seriously?"
She casts a quick glance at Vince over her shoulder as she begins to gather her clothes, her voice quiet but firm "I mean it, Vince. This was just a casual thing between us. Nothing more." She shoots him a pointed look, as if daring him to disagree. Vince sighed, watching her gather her clothes, noticing how firm she was. "Can you at least stay for breakfast?" He grumbled in frustration as he hated how she had always seemed to tend to Chad and his stupid needs
Liv paused, giving him a cold calculating look. "No. I have things to do today." She says firmly, pulling her dress over her head as she struggled to put on her lace bra and panties at the same time.
"Things to do as in Fuck Chad?" He says firmly, arms crossed over his chest as he was becoming extremely jealous.
She rolls her eyes, finally getting her bra on and starting to put on her dress again, taking a deep breath before turning to face him completely. "You know what, Vince? It's really none of your business. We had a drunken fling, that's it. He rolls his eyes, gritting his teeth in frustration as he lazily grabbed his purple collared shirt and his black jeans and threw them on hurriedly trying to follow after Liv. "Well. when will I see you again?"
Liv buttons up her dress, her fingers trembling slightly as she tries to avoid thinking about what happened. She lets out a sigh before turning to him with a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes. "I don't know if we will see each other again, Vince."
Vince scoffed at her, "What?" He says, confused by her words as she was quick to grab her things and avoid him again.
Her eyes dart around, trying to find somewhere to put her gaze that didn't involve him. "It's just... I'm complicated, okay?" She muttered, almost under her breath.
"Complicated?" He scoffed, not buying this load of bullshit as he crossed his arms over his chest. "Why don't you think we'll see each other again?!"
She shrugged, avoiding his gaze as she walked toward the door. "Because it's better that way." Then she turned to face him with a determined look on her face. "It's not about you, Vince. I just have a lot going on right now."
"Like what!?" Vince snapped, wanting to know as he kept pushing away from him like how she always did after they'd have sex.
"That isn't any of your concern, Vince." She snapped back, her patience wearing thin. "Why can't you just let it go?"
Vince looks at her as he looked as if he was about to say something but stops himself from speaking and just turned away and starts to walk toward the back door of his apartment.
She watches him go, her heart sinking as she realizes she's hurt him. But it's better this way, isn't it? She shakes her head, grabbing her bag and heading out the front door to forget this ever happened.
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