I straightened the last bit of hair, turning off the straightener before grabbing my purse and speed walking out the door to the bus stop.
He was standing there waiting, hands in suit pockets while he rocked his body forward and backward. His black hair was slicked back and his stubble was shaved into neat sections on his cheeks.
Tonight he looked so irresistible.
Seeing the bus pull up he took his hands out of the suit pockets and walked to the bus door, helping me down the steps before holding my hand as we walked down the street to Spices.
He's never been this nice before, not even yesterday. Although it was strange it made me happy, he loved me like I did him, didn't he? That's the only reason he'd be this nice.
We walked into the restaurant, him leading me to a hidden booth in the corner where we sat down opposite each other and chose out our dishes.
I ordered butter chicken and he ordered lamb korma.
After we finished eating we sat and talked for awhile, his hand slipping up my dress and slowly making its way further up.
"Let's go to your place"
He whispered into my ear.
YOU ARE READING
My Old Love
Short Story❝ I always thought tinder was a stupid app, but I kept it anyway. After seeing his face on my phone screen, I started to believe that tinder was an amazing thing. ❞ 「Short Story 」
