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If he only knew how consumed she was because of his mixed messages. I keep my mouth shut again.
“Anyway. It doesn’t matter…” he murmurs.
It does matter, or we wouldn’t be talking about it… As I said before.
“You need to get laid, bro,” I say, snatching up my towel.
He laughs and rolls his eyes.
“Thanks for the advice… bro,” he sneers. “I’ll follow your Instagram page for more tips. Motherfucker…” he mumbles, chuckling.
He turns his back to me and makes a beeline to the door. Prompted by a hunch, I open my mouth again.
“You’re not going to her now, are you?”
He flicks his middle finger up without turning to me.
“We have a lot of catching up to do. Raven and I… So, yeah. Why the hell not?”
He’s teasing me. I tense up.
“It will look desperate,” I toss at him, joking.
He’s already at the door.
“Who cares? You said it yourself,” he replies without looking at me.
He cracks the door open.
“I’ll see. I don’t know yet…” he adds before walking out.
* * *
RAVEN
In her hotel room.
The trip back was quiet.
We drove in silence like two secret lovers ending a chapter. There was no happy ending, or happy for now ending, or even a cliffhanger. Although there were so many thoughts floating in my head.
Maybe he felt the same. I don’t know.
The hours I’d spent with him were amazing. They’d helped me to center myself. Become more confident. Relax. And get some sleep and create more memories with him.
Once we had experienced that fantastic physical satisfaction the first time, we knew we had to go back to that place again.
Literally and metaphorically.
In the end, he put his clothes on in the bathroom while I slid on my underwear and my dress in the room before brushing my hair with my fingers and slipping my feet into my heels.
I wanted him to help me with my zipper. Pull it all the way back. It wasn’t as if I couldn’t do it myself. I’d done before in the morning.
It’s just that I wanted a few more moments of that enthralling haze when I flirted with him, and he pulled my zipper up with the fingers of a true lover, not someone I had group sex with.
I wanted all those things, and I think he wanted them, too. Because we didn’t stop there.
I turned to him, and he made me a compliment before inhaling the scent of my hair and touching my cheek with his fingers while giving me a languorous stare.
