𝐈 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐘𝐨𝐮 • 𝙈𝙋

𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘

NOT PROOF READ!!

just how it should be atp 😌

New Jersey, Continuation From Last Chapter, An Hour Later
Rhiya's Bed 😏

Rhiya's POV
"Sooo, when's your birthday? You never finished telling me." He said.

"Um, it's soon I guess."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means we're not fucking again until after my birthday."

"Ok now you gotta tell me when it is, and why?"

"Cause my legs hurt and it's soon, like I said. I also don't want you to have some type of excuse to make me feel it in my stomach. Not that you even can. No birthday sex-"

"I can, and yes birthday sex! When is it?"

"Soon. I don't even like celebrating my birthday so why would I tell you when it is?" He sighed and tightened his arms on my waist. His head was lying on my chest as I played with his hair.

"Cause you like telling me things." He cheesed after looking up at me.

"No I don't." I smile tapping his nose.

"Just tell me or I'll ask Von."

"Assuming he remembers. Just forget about it. I'm not celebrating anything. Who am I even gonna celebrate with?"

"Me!"

"Yeah, cause I'm gonna celebrate my birthday for one person, my fuck buddy." I say sarcastically.

"I thought fuck buddies don't have feelings for each other." He asked looking up at me again.

"We don't." The fucking lies.

"Look at me and tell me you don't have feelings for me." He moved my head so we were looking at each other. "Just say you don't, and I'll leave it alone."

"So what? You do?"

"That wasn't an answer to my question." He smirked.

"What was the question again?"

He cupped my face in his hands and planted a kiss on my forehead, nose, then lips.

"Look at me and tell me you don't have feelings for me." I looked right at him.

"I don't."

"You don't what?"

"I don't have... I don't have feelings for you." My eyes wandered at the second part.

"You don't?" He laughed.

"Do you have feelings for me?" I say directing the attention back to him.

"Maybe."

"You do?"

"I didn't say that."

"You don't?"

"I didn't say that either." He kissed me one more time before getting up.

"Wait, where are you going?"

"Home." He already had his pants on so he just grabbed his shirt, I wanted to get up and stop him but my legs hurt, again.

"No, please don't. I'm gonna be so bored."

"I thought we fixed your boredom." He laughed as he finished getting dressed. "Besides, you won't even tell me when your birthday is, why should I stay?"

"Cause I want you to?" I asked as sweetly as possible.

"I don't feel welcome."

"We just had sex, what other welcomes do you want?!" He shrugged and I rolled my eyes.