The Art of Love

Chapter 11: Pleasure

"Wake up love, these sheets won't comfort me. Please, wake up love. I might just comfort me. But I just need you holdin' me. Show me some attention. I want you to wake up love. Hear me, baby."

Rayne repeated the same lyrics over and over and over again. Seeing as they were the best part of the song. Teyana's voice was beautiful. Soothing to her ears.

She laid in bed thinking of Zahir. Hoping that she would see him again soon. One full day wasn't enough. It's been a week.

She was praying that he was the one to break her out of this fucked up spell she was under.

Nothing mad sense to her anymore as she was battling for her previous spot back. Everyday it seemed like she had these thoughts. Why couldn't she just hurry up and get back to the way she was?

It wasn't so simple. Just like she had to learn to be the woman that man wanted her to be, she had to learn herself again.

She let her imagination run wild at the thought of how her new life should be. Nothing but happiness. Pure intentions.

Grabbing her phone, she texted Zahir. Wanting him to be laying in her bed with her. She just wanted to feel the warmth of his body. Smell his cologne. Play in his hair. Anything to feel close to him.

She didn't like that it felt like a necessity but she couldn't help it. She needed that sense of comfortability.

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Zahir was lying in bed when he received a text from Rayne. He was on the verge of going to sleep seeing as today has been too much.

Running around with Rah all day made him tired. It was like this nigga drank all the energy drinks he could get his hands on and was on go.

He contemplated on whether he should just tell her that he'd get her tomorrow or just simply go lay with her.

She made him feel at ease. He enjoyed her company even when they weren't doing much. He knew that for sure.

So here he was, getting dressed to go lay with her.

His phone was ringing on the bed, Rayne was FaceTiming him.

"Impatient I see." He thought.

"Yes." He asked, answering.

"Are you coming?" She asked quietly.

"Yes ma'am. Why?"

"Umm I was going to ask you something."

He stopped what he was doing and looked down at his phone. Raising an eyebrow.

"Can you pick me up something? If not that's okay." She said before coughing.

"Come with it Rayne."

That made her smile.

"Can you get me a sub and some chips. I'm kinda indecisive on what chips I want so that doesn't matter. I'm starving."

"You didn't eat today?"

"Mmhm, I'm just craving that right now. I don't wanna go downstairs to make anything."

"Aight."

She didn't say nothing, just stared at him smiling.

"Get off my phone staring at me like that. Give me 30."

"Okay." She whispered before hanging up.

Zahir shook his head and stretched.

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Time was ticking and she was starving. Nothing was out of place in her room but she felt like she should clean up. She turned the movie and put her LED lights on low.