First message
I sighed as I set my phone down. I had done it. I had called Chloe and broke it off. I never felt good about it afterwards.
But fuck… no one ever makes me feel the way she does… Even if she’ll never see me as more than this situationship.
I run a hand through my hair before standing up suddenly and grabbing my jacket and keys. I go get in my car and it’s like I’m on autopilot because the next thing I know, I’m standing in front of her door, knocking and leaning against the doorframe with a cocky grin.
She answers and gives me a knowing look - it’s 2am and I know I’m basically dripping in her favorite cologne of mine - she smirks, grabs me by the collar of my shirt and hauls me inside with her.
I mean, if I can’t have all of her… at least I can have some of her… right?