"I swear I couldn't love you more than I do right now, and yet I know I will tomorrow"
- Leo Christopher.
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Hey, can we meet to talk?
I stare at the text that just came through my phone from Mateo. I stare at it for a long time.
Hey, can we meet to talk?
That guy has no shame does he? After being such a jerk he has the audacity to text me, to contact me, and send a message with a "Hey", as though we are best buddies.
Mother effer.
I delete the text and block his number, deleting it after as well. Let's see how he texts me now.
"Babe" Ale greets, making way into my apartment. Ever since he called me babe the last time and realised how much of an effect it had on me, he has been calling me that ever since, and each time the feeling intensifies in my tummy when he says it.
"Hey" I sigh out.
He joins me on the couch, looking at me closely, "Are you okay? You seem really tired"
"I just had a very rough day at work that's all" I shrug
"How rough? Tell me about your day, I want to hear all about it" he says, getting up to head into the kitchen, and I follow him.
Having come here so many times than I go to his place, Ale has gotten pretty comfortable in my apartment and knows his way around even more than I do.
He rummages through my fridge, and I look at him with a confused look.
"I'm making you dinner. You look too tired to get that done yourself" he says and my heart skips a beat
"Wow, that's so sweet of you"
"I can be sweeter babe" he says, and it takes me about five seconds to get what he's saying.
I swat his arm but wince afterwards, a pain shooting up my shoulder.
"Hey what's wrong?" He asks and I shrug, trying to get comfortable
"I think my muscles are just tense" I say, still shrugging.
Ale says nothing. He simply grabs my arms, turning my back to face him and pressing his front flush against my back. My head tilts and falls back unto his shoulder. I hate how easily my body reacts to his touch. It's pathetic. But it feels so good. The pad of his fingers come into contact with my shoulder blades, and the moment they dip into my shoulders, I moan at how good it feels.
Oh my God.
His trails his fingers up, releasing every tension in my shoulders and massaging the knots out. He adds a little more pressure, just a little, and it makes me moan even louder, "Arrrhhhh...." I close my eyes, pulling my bottom lip in between my teeth.
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