Love Me Harder (18+ Only)

Adam

That was close. That was *really* close. What was I thinking? I made a promise and I almost broke it. The door slammed behind me and I paced the floor. What the fuck was that? I've been doing so well, 2 years... going on 2 and a half now with no intimate relationships and I move in next door to this hot chick and suddenly that promise is out the window?

I mean. What. the. Seriously. Fuck.

My phone started ringing before I could get on the guilt trip train and even though it was Eloise I picked up.

"I told you to stop calling me," I growled into the phone. I heard her sigh.

"I have to call you to let you know your schedule. You know you can't function without me? I'm the oil that keeps this machine going."

She had a point. I was lucky to have an experienced manager like Eloise but I'm about to tell her that especially since she was the one who got him in this mess in the first place.

"Schedule? I don't have a schedule. I'm not someone who needs a schedule."

She chuckled. "You do now. You signed the contract. You got the advance. You're living in a fucking 10k a month condo unit. You *have* a schedule."

"I didn't know I was selling my soul to Satan."

"And your first born, remember that."

It was my turn to sigh. At least Eloise keeps things fun. "Why can't you just email me my schedule?"

"I did. So I want you to walk your pretty ass to your laptop and we're gonna go through it together."

Forty minutes later, the scheduled meeting was over and I was starving. I scrolled through Facebook and landed on a post from Gwen whining about men and ice cream. I know I really shouldn't but I texted her.

"Dinner?"

"Fuck you. Or not."

"What's the matter? I remember you liked my little visit."

"You were supposed to fuck my brains out so I'd forget about my boyfriend and his comatose wife. You had one job, dude. ONE JOB."

"It wasn't the right time."

"What the fuck are you waiting for, a fucking courtship????"

I couldn't help but laugh because I could just picture her in her pillow fort furiously typing her replies, probably chewing on her bottom lip looking as sexy as hell.

"I don't just sleep around." Lie. Well, mostly a lie. I don't sleep around for pleasure.

"Yeah right. You are such a fucking tease. Leave me alone."

"Come on. Have dinner with me. You're like my only friend here."

"Ugh. I hate you."

"Where's a good place to go?"

"You're hungry already? I was just a snack?"

"Damn girl, you're dirty."

"I thought you were dirty too."

"Let's grab something to eat."

"Ok. Dress nice, like really nice. And you're paying."

That promise is getting broken any minute now.