"What the hell do you want?" I quipped exasperatedly.
"Ohh... yes." I heard R— approvingly cheer me on in a soft whisper. I rolled my eyes at the both of them. I could feel R moving on the bed behind me.
"I just,—" Theo stuttered, "I just wanted to check on you and see how you were doing..."
R— slid behind me, sliding his legs off the bed on either side of me and wrapping his arms around my waist.
"After four months?" I scoffed, "I know you better than that, what do you want?"
R—began to kiss my shoulder and caress me.
"Well, the truth is..." he replied, "I'm coming back for a couple days and I wanted know if we could talk."
My shoulders stiffened, why did everybody want to talk to me today?
"Back?" I echoed.
R—stopped kissing me.
"Yeah, I was thinking I made a mistake." He explained.
My heart began to beat a little faster.
"Maybe we should've tried." He admitted, "it's just not the same without you."
I realized R was still because he was listening also. I stood up from his arms and walked into the bathroom shutting the door.
"What do you mean?" I said on the way.
I don't know why I was so embarrassed to be on the phone with Theo with R listening. Maybe just because I didn't want to admit he was the one who broke up with me.
"I just... I miss you."
"That doesn't mean you can just come and go as you please." I accused. I was speaking at a decibel just before yelling.
"Diana."
"I don't care that you got all the way out there and suddenly changed your mind." I sneered. "You don't get to do this now."
"Are you... are you seeing someone?" He inquired suspiciously.
"No." Technically I was just fucking someone.
"Then let's just meet up and talk." He reasoned, "It can't hurt can it?"
It absolutely could.
"When do you get back?"
"Two weeks."
Maybe him coming back would help me get over R—-.
"Okay." I agreed. I didn't know if I really wanted to or if I just needed a rebound. Lol rebounding from my side with my main.
When I exited the bathroom R—- was sitting on the bed facing the door with his hands folded as he leaned over his knees. waiting.
He sat up to look at me when the door opened.
"So, you did miss him..." He observed.
"I told you what I missed." I sighed as I stood in the door way.
"And I couldn't give you that?" He looked at me quizzically.
"Do you even want to?" I retorted.
"Hm." He said softly. After a moment he nodded and stood up from the bed. Both of us naked as always. Just having a conversation like all our business wasn't out. I only mention this because I like watching his naked ass cheeks walking through my apartment.
"Are you leaving?" I whined
"No" he called from the kitchen, "Pancakes or waffles?"
"Pancakes." I replied. "PLEASE put on an apron or something." I joked. "I don't want pubes in my eggs."
"What pubes?" He said playfully.
"I just don't want you to burn yourself." I laughed.
I walked into the kitchen to see him wearing my apron and flipping pancakes. I noted that when I walked my insides and my legs were sore from the night before. I gingerly sat on the stool watching him. Just thinking of him and me the night before had me aroused, but I couldn't take more today.
I looked at him longingly. So close but yet so damn far away. I got up from the stool after while and pressed my naked body against his naked and exposed back side. Wrapping my arms around him. I just wanted to remember this. How he felt. How he looked. Who were together. I didn't know if I was going back to Theo yet. Or if I would be with anyone at all once his presence left me.
When we finally did put clothes on we decided on staying in. It was raining and we were exhausted. We sat in the swing chair reading and chatting. We watched movies, and enjoyed each other's company.
Eventually we wound up taking a nap on the couch in the middle of a stupid movie. He woke up groggily at around 2am which consequently woke me since I was on his chest. He muttered about what time it was and we rubbed our eyes mumbling.
We caught each others eye and instantly I felt the urge to kiss him dead on the mouth. Suddenly I didn't how I had gone so long without. But just two millimeters from his mouth I bailed. He turned his face away exasperated at my antics, but said nothing.
We got in bed and slept facing away.
We woke up, however... entangled.
We made plans for Friday as he left that morning. Our last fling operation. Friday. I thought about it all that week. What we would do. I had no ideas no ruses. But I mention Friday so that I could render you my shock when the lock turned over in my apartment on a Thursday afternoon: