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Ever since I've gotten back home, it just feels like someone or something is watching me. If I went to go out for a walk, it felt like someone was watching me. When I go to work it feels like someone is watching me. Even when I go out to grab the mail it feels like someone is watching me. The only time it lets up is when I'm in my house and I absolutely hate it.
I'm a black woman who lives on her own in a two-story house so I'm already on high alert, but now this? Hell no.
As I got up to go to the kitchen I heard my phone ding.
It was probably Aleksandr. Since I've gotten back from Spain we've been texting nonstop for the past two weeks. I learned that he resides in Seattle, but due to business he won't be back for another week. I don't know if God was looking out for me, but I sure am happy. Now, I don't have to worry about letting that fine piece of white chocolate go.
Opening my phone, I read Aleksandr's text message.
Russian Papí 🌚💕
Hey, I just landed and was wondering if it would be okay for me to come by and see you... Sent 11:40 AM
Sure, but don't think that you're getting anything😗 Sent 11:43 AM
Hun, if I want to be buried deep in you then I will, but you aren't mines yet so I'll calm down. Sent 11:43 AM
WHATEVER! Just get your ass here. 11:44 AM
Same address? 11:44 AM
Yes sirrrr. 11:44 AM
I sent Aleksandr the address before going downstairs. I took a seat on the couch and found something to watch to occupy my time and get into the right headspace.
