Why is Joseph taking so much time to make breakfast. Is he hating me because I decided to spend the night with him? It was quite forward of me to sleep with my guitarist jeez Mona YOU RUINED THE RELATIONSHIP. But in my defense, I was captivated by him since the day he auditioned to be my guitarist. What can I say his green eyes complimented his tanned skin so much. I still can feel his soft black hair on my fingertips. I'm lovestruck for sure. Last night was wonderful. I'm so glad we both got drunk and couldn't resist each other and ended up on bed. Maybe I should call him? Should I though? I should, I didn't hear anyone else outside...
"Joseph!" I called him from the top of my lungs. I'll just do it once just in case; if someone hears it in the second time I'll be doomed. Can't let them know popstar Mona Martin is in their apartment hehe. After few seconds Joseph rushed into the room and closed the door loudly. What's wrong with him?
"Why did you call me like that!?" He was sweating as he kept the plates on the table, "Miss Hudson was outside! What if she recognized your voice?" I sat there silently, controlled my boiling blood; he didn't have to shout at me like that but I have to control my anger. I slowly said, "I thought you went somewhere else leaving me here."
Joseph sighed, sat in front of me and cupped my face on his big soft palm. "I want to confess something" he took a deep breathe and continued, "I liked you a lot before I auditioned to be in your band. But after working with you for so many months I realized that I loved you. I couldn't stop myself from making love to you. I'm sorry if you hate me but I love you." His eyes looked so innocent. I gazed into his eyes and smiled, "I liked you since the day you auditioned. Will you be my man?" His eyes widened from surprise as if he couldn't believe what he just heard. HE IS SO CUTE. Slowly the surprise face turned into a gentle smile and he kissed me hard. I could still smell the booze in his breath as our tongue twisted together. The passion he had been hiding for so long, it felt so rough yet so soft. His hands slid down and unbuttoned the shirt I was wearing. He traced his fingertips on my skin meaning to explore all again but in sober mind. I pulled him closer as the kiss got rougher. In the middle he stopped and gazed into my eyes, it felt so hot my face was red, "I love you" he said softly. When I tried to answer he pressed his lips against mine and kissed me even harder. I swiftly switched place and got on top of him, it was time for me to ride.