I wake in the morning to the sound of Luke's alarm. My head is rested on Luke's bare chest. I lift my head to look up at him as I wake. He looked peaceful, chest rising and falling softly with each breath he took, his mouth slightly agape. This until the alarm decided to wake him too.
Last night was amazing and before you ask, yes, we had sex.
It wasn't the sex I'd usually have either, it wasn't rough and messy and fast. It was soft, sweet, and slow. It was as though he didn't want to hurt me, he treated me with such care...
"I love you." He said with each stroke, his nose bumping mine with every thrust. We'd exchange sweet nothings through soft moans.
"Are you okay?"
I smile to myself and feel Luke shift to turn the alarm off before hearing a low groan. There's a sharp intake of breath before he looks back down at me.
"Morning." He speaks, moving me gently so he has room to get up. I pout slightly, not wanting to move just yet. Luke goes over to his dresser, grabbing a pair of boxers from the first drawer. He slides them on before going to his closet. It takes a lot for me not to check him out.
"Morning." I look over at my phone on the side table and grab it, turning it on.
"How'd you sleep?"
"Well." I smile and he smiles back at me before throwing on a fitted black t-shirt. He slides on some black jeans.
"Wanna go out for some coffee before school?"
. . .
We're sat at a small booth in a local cafe. Luke's got a french vanilla iced coffee, while I'm sat with some hot green tea. I wasn't much of a coffee person. He knew that.
He ordered for me.
I'm only wearing the sweatpants and t-shirt that he gave me. There was no way I was going back home yet.
He's been staring at his coffee for a bit now, hands cupped around it to keep his hands warm. It's a bit warm considering it was October, Sydney weather is a bit weird. It's our spring for us.
It's been silent for a bit and it worries me. Last night was great, and so was this morning but something felt off with him.
"So what's wrong?" I speak up. He looks up, removing his gaze from his coffee. He nibbles on his bottom lip a bit.
"I don't know," He speaks. "I mean I do know." He sighs.
"Oh?"
"I know this isn't right," He cuts me off. "You know, us... having sex." I stare at him and nod. Of course. Of course this was terribly wrong. He was still with Sierra.
"Fuck, yeah. I'm sorry." He shrugs, tapping the cover to his coffee cup.
"It isn't your fault, I could've stopped it," He sighs. "Fuck, I have to tell her. She's gonna be crushed."
"Yeah." I felt bad for Sierra, but at the same time this isn't my relationship. If Luke chose to cheat then it was his decision. If he wants me instead then so be it. A part of me felt bad but I can't say I regret it. "I'm sorry, Luke." He frowns, finally taking a sip of his coffee.
"It's fine. It'll be dealt with soon." I frown suddenly. He didn't look happy at all. I feel selfish all of a sudden and sigh.
"Do you regret it? Last night."
"Well... not exactly," He leans back in his seat. "Like I don't really regret it. But I feel terrible. 'Cause now Sierra is gonna get hurt." He's right. Once again I'm a terrible person. This was nothing new.
