Pumpkin Eater

Pumpkin Eater

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Cheater, cheater, pumpkin eater... The rhyme popped into my head one day during a make-out session with a wonderful man. I smiled so hard against his lips that I broke our kiss. "What's so funny?" he asked, "Does my beard tickle?" "No, no," I recovered. "I was just thinking about how terrible I am for cheating on my boyfriend with you, even though you're amazing." My boyfriend was a great person, and there wasn't anything wrong with him, but I, for some reason, couldn't accept that and went off thrill-seeking with this guy. He groaned. "Just break up quick before you're his fianceé! You can even use my cell phone!" he grinned. Truthfully, I was afraid to.
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He stands up and walks over to me. He grabs my arm and says "don't leave." I furrow my brows in confusion. "why wouldn't I leave?" I question, much calmer than a normal person would be right now. He lets out a deep breath and smirks. "Because I have something to tell you." I sigh and roll my eyes in annoyance. "What." He pulls me towards him and roughly kisses me on the lips. I push him off of me after he brushes his lips against my left ear and says "I was using you for sex the entire time."

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