Aphrodisiac

Case of I

It's been three weeks since everything happened. He was at work while I stayed home.

"Who is that sexy lady?!" I strutted in front of my mirror wearing pyjamas he bought me.

They were high waisted shorts and a bra; the material was velvet, and the colour of them was red. I really liked them. He knew my taste. I stared at myself in the mirror with a feeling of satisfaction. I look so fucking good.

Beep! Beep! It was my phone.

I glanced at the screen; it was him.

"Hello?" I spoke to the speaker.

"Hey. You home?"

"Yup! Need anything?"

"No. Just checking."

"What do you mean? Now I have to stay at home?" I widely grinned.

"No, I don't want you leaving without telling me."

"Well, don't worry Honey. I'll never leave without sending you a message or something. Don't sweat it."

"Yeah, I know." He sighed at my reply.

"So.. you only called me because you wanted to check on me? Or is it because you miss me?" I laughed at the possibility of him calling because he missed me.

"Well... I- uh.." He stuttered with his words.

"Oooooh~! So my baby here misses me? I miss you too, Honey!" I playfully said jumping on my bed.

"I'm serious."

"Huh?"

"I do miss you. I really miss you." His words caught me by surprise. He was serious and his voice deepened as it turned raspy.

"I know. I miss you too, baby." I started to blush and smile thinking of his words. They really touched my heart in ways that made my stomach have butterflies.

"I'll see you soon, but I have to go. Make sure you make some tea for me when I come back."

"Ginseng tea?"

"Yes, I like it when you make it."

"Okay, I'll make it just the way you like em!"

"Bye, I love you."

"I love you too, bye Honey!" I pressed the button to end the call, and the room was filled with silence, and I felt empty.

I felt lonely without him, it was boring. But I knew I couldn't leave, who knows? Maybe the men would come back and take me away. Then he would leave and never come back. I don't want that to happen; he means too much to me. I left my phone on my desk and went to turn off the light. I decided I was going to take a nap. Once the light was killed, I walked back to my bed and fell onto the soft sheets. I curled up in my warm and thick blanket. Time passed, and I felt my consciousness slip away.

His POV

I can't wait. I need to see her, now.
I raced through traffic and finally got home after an hour of endless waiting. I had finished writing reports, signing documents and talking to rude ass people that only needed me for my money. I was tired, and all I needed was to see her smile. She meant everything to me; she wasn't like the others. She didn't need my money; she didn't want to be friends with me just to get a contract signed. She genuinely wanted to be in my life and not use me.