He said – it was the 2nd best sex of my life.
She smiled…while she was thinking “the best is when you are in love” but didnt replied.
He came back…he said – it was the best sex of my life.
She smiled cause she knew.
He asked her for a date.
She accepted.
He told her “I love you”.
She smiled.
He gone weird…using underhanded tactics.
She realised intuitively…
He said – I like many women.
I can’t be just with one.
She answered with a smile.
He said – That’s me. I am free and
I don’t owe anything to anybody.
She lit up a cigarette and looked down.
He said – I like women who understand me
and respect my freedom.
And I do not intend to change it.
She smiled and exhaled a plume of smoke.
He said: Let’s have fun, I like you.
She stubbed out her cigarette
and looked him straight in the eye.
He realized she doesn’t mind.
He asked – You must have been with many men?
She hugged him and pulled him closer.
He asked – do you feel good with me?
She closed her eyes and kissed him.
Leaving in the morning he said:
Everything was amazing, just
let’s keep this between us.
She reached out and flicked an invisible
speck of dust from his shoulder.
He said – I’ll call sometimes.
She nodded and closed the door.
He called her by evening of the day.
She wasn’t at home.
He barely managed to contact her late at night
She didn’t allowed him to come to her place.
He asked – Well, why don’t invite me in your place anymore,from who do you hide me?
She smiled and changed the conversation.
He was calling her almost everyday.
Sometimes she just doesn’t pick up.
He was meeting her only if she allowed.
She didn’t explain why the invitations were so rare.
He realized he wanted to be with her,
fidgeting when she didn’t answer his calls.
He went out of his skin when he knew people
have had seen her with someone. He wanted
everyone to know that they are together.
She disagreed.
To be Continued…