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I bit my lip, letting my eyes dance over a parking lot. The grip I had on the steering wheel got tighter as I thought through my options once again.
Ever since that night, I couldn't throw Ram- Leticia out of my head. The way she moaned and whispered next to my ear, the way her lips felt against my skin, her hips rolling over my dick in a teasing manner.. such a tease, like she always was.
Only her voice that night got me hard but adding everything else I would burst a moment later if she didn't pull away.
I know it was wrong and she was drunk but it felt so right at the moment. I should have pushed her myself or stopped her but I couldn't find it in myself to pull away from her touch.
It's been two days, two fucking days that I have been on this damned parking lot. I would come here to go to her and demand answers, but instead, I would stay in the car looking around.
Watching people come in and out of the building, yet neither one of them was her.
It's like we are playing a cat and mouse game. And at the moment the mouse is in the hole in the corner scared to come out in fear of the cat jumping it.
Snapping my head to the entrance door I watched the blondie that was with her in the club, go out of the building. She was going in and out of the building now and then, leading me to the conclusion that she or lives there or comes every day to visit Leticia.
I heard a knock on the passenger door causing me to bring my eyes on them seeing Marino with a paper bag in his hands. Unlocking doors he made his way in sitting on a seat and giving me questioning look.
"What? Again nothing?" "No." Sighing I returned my eyes to her apartment building, just looking at a door not knowing what to do. "I can't bring myself to go in." I mumbled under my breath.
"Then let's go home." He exclaimed handing me coffee from the bag. "You know where she lives. At least you know where you can find her. By the way.." he cleared his throat causing me to turn to him "..that is Viktor's apartment she is living in." He mumbled nodding towards the building causing my brows to shoot up.
"He said he doesn't know where she lives." "Probably trying to protect her."
"From who?" I rubbed my hand over my face before pointing a finger at myself, "Me? Why would he need to protect her from me?"
"Well does he knows about her?" "Of course he does. I mean he should have. She was with me when I got the family tattoo." I mumbled in response while taking a sip of warm coffee tasting the bitterness of it causing my face to scrunch and turn to Marino "Is there any sugar?"
Handing me little bags of sugar he frowned a bit "Family tattoo? That was ages ago. What were we just turned sixteen? He probably forgot how she looks or he didn't even look at her closely." Marino said taking a glance at the building.
