Something is going on with Malia. She's been a lot more irritable these past couple of days. I haven't really gone out of my way and bugged her like I used to. I kinda mellowed down since that night I saw her dancing and I was about to get out of my car to ring her doorbell and then fucking Perry arrived. Nothing dozed my erection faster than seeing him at her door.
I had the worst week after that, ignoring her in the hallways and pretending I don't give a shit.
But then the other day, I rode the elevator with her and Perry wasn't around. I just couldn't resist getting close to her. She looked distracted. She looked like she needed a hug. My hug.
I almost wanted to ask her what was wrong, but instead of doing the most normal thing by talking to her, I went and slid my arm around her waist. Fuck, I didn't know how much I missed doing it until that moment.
