a's
ant to fuc
onsense. I can see her still in a perfect tree position. Right now
g my body shaking slightly. Joyce and I do yoga together o
a, and I groaned before copying her posit
y body decided to give me with upper arms parallel to the floor. "You know-" I grunted lowly, as I lifted my shoulders away from the floor as I pulled my front ribs into my spine. I use all my ene
ngle sweat this whole time
"I have a boyfriend," I said
e window shopping Bella,
way you think?" Mark is Joyc
rd facing dog, and I follow, not missing a grunt. "Why is it though that when guys check out g
ion to others is unavoidable, our brain is wired to process the visual information, and makes an instant judgment base
p, "It feels wrong; I shouldn't talk to him that lon
s fine. The only reason why you don't feel good is that he got a dick. If he were born with a
If you're in my situation,
, why
kes Mark feel
then he should trust me. If he forces me to stop talking with others mer
ief one, "You are on
reen. "Hi Muffin," Joyce said, befo
screen. "Same as always." He shr
ng with Joyce. "How'
t-chatting mood. Mark disappears down the hallway wi
to talk to the dude, talk to hi
e my f
ur very fe
also my
"If he isn't my boyfriend, he won't
other f
in
e, w
ant to talk to
inside my stomach - somehow feel
you going
wh
ou're not going to
at make
row, "Are you
use. It's just the earphones are expensive, and I
pose as me. "Then, tell him in person t
ng my yoga pants and sport
t blue t-shirt and sweatpants, along with a bottle of beer. He made himself
ttle, and washed out the dryness from my throat. "Bella is going to end her non-existing relationship with this guy she may o
d I wanted to throw up when his eyes laid on Joyce's
uldn't feel comfo
"Unders
"She should stop talking to someone bec
you talk to someone that makes me feel unco
lightly to the side. "Then, why did you talk to th
he air. "She's my secreta
e to talk to her; she makes all of my appointments," her voice deepens on the second part, before w
ts the bottle on the table, before pressing his fingers between the bridge of his nose. After some time, he remembers I'm st
fore turning off the connection, know
dinner. The front door opened and I smiled, "Hi honey," I said. Kevin settl
hair before he wraps his arms around me.
vegetables. "Go take a shower and rest
tensils continue clanking against one another as the scent of fresh food drifts into
out looking at th
?" His
y eyes refuse to motion away from the
if we are still m
ks towards the couch and flops down. Lazily, he grabs the remote, switching on the T
talking to?
I met at the par
at?" Troy
bottle between his lip, the body
two solid walls. I walk back towards the kitchen and continue cooking. W
. When I finished, I placed the plates on the table. "Kev, the food is re-" Kevin was fast asleep on the couch. I sigh, grab the folded blanket on the edge of the
y to freeze in place. I turn back to see him facing me,
e him. "And you won't
ft into mine. "I trust you." He wraps his arms around m
yce's boyfriend, and if he isn't then, he wouldn't b
I crawl underneath the blanket with him, body tangling around his. "Tell me."
ords of comfor
ouch." He fake hurt causing me to
an him. So much more handsome. So m
you're making me feel terrible." His chest rustled, before the silence, elope it
mall circles with my toe arou
ed with no hesitation. He p
not afraid some other guy
will sweep you off
til Kevin drifted into the darkness. I press a ligh
doubt in our relationship?
ated with him, and with time that infatuation will disp
ng different. We've been together thro