Leaving clothes at your boyfriend or girlfriends house is sometimes a huge step for some people in a relationship.
For Matthew and I, it just made more sense. I had my clothes and a toothbrush at his and he had the same at my house.
We spent so much time with each other it was common sense for us.
I got ready to go to the club with Matt.
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He analyzes me while standing at the foot of his bed with a cigarette in his mouth.
Looking beautiful as ever.
"You look sexy, baby." He comes over to me as he inhales smoke and grabs the side of my face.
He kisses me, I could tell that being with him would mean endless kisses and compliments.
"Oh yeah?" I question while moving back and forth, like I was posing for him.
With him I could be goofy, he always made me laugh.
"Come on, handsome. Let's go." Slapping his ass I laugh as he grabs my hand.
I couldn't help but to feel concerned for him. This was always my problem. I simply cared too much.
Looking up at him, he looks down at me with concerned eyes.
"What's on your mind my baby?" His smooth voice soothes me.
"Are you sure you're up to partying? I mean, your AA sponsor thinks that you should have limited drinks." We get into the elevator.
"Yeah babe, no need to worry about me." I could tell that he was being closed off right now, he didn't want to speak about it so I didn't pry.
Dave and Jackson were in the car waiting for us.
It was a black escalade, with different color lights on, in the inside. When they saw Matt, their faces lit up brighter than the lights in the car.
"Hey dudes!" Matt says to the duo as I sit next to him in the back.
"Hey man, and lady." Jackson turns around to me and I smile at him.
"Hey, what's up guys?" Starting a conversation, Dave turns around as Matt puts his hand on my thigh. He sends shivers through my body.
"So what's happening here? You tying our friend here, down? Or what?" Dave doesn't hold his tongue.
His sarcastic eyes stared back at mine.
"Why don't you ask your friend here, yourself. Dave." A smile as sarcastic as his eyes forms on my face.
I look up at Matt who was siting there smirking at me.
He wants to kiss me, I can tell because he always twitches the side of his lip slightly before he kisses me.
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Deadly Love
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