She crawled under an old knitted afghan with a book and a cup of hot chocolate with the vague desire to escape her thoughts. What was going to happen next? Was she going to see Jack and Bobby again, or was this a one-night stand thing for them? The thought disturbed her, sending a vague ache through her heart. After discovering how great sex could be, she couldn’t imagine going back to the pre-Bobby celibacy. There was a sudden sound outside her door, and then the thundering of fists against the wood. She got up slowly, still sore enough to avoid sudden movements.“What the hell, woman?” Bobby demanded when she opened it. He was standing with his hand still raised, and Jack was behind him looking vaguely amused. “Why are you not in bed where we left you?”She stared at him with amazement. “I woke up,” she said. “And I wanted a bath. I’m pretty sore.”He pushed past her, thrusting a bottle of pills into her hands. “Thought you might be. That’s why we left, to go buy you some decent. 30pm’’ He had a fake smile on his lips n replied,” she left me n got married to someone else’’. Isaid ‘what’Yeah she got someone better then me n left me,its true I had a heart break and now I m shattered.when I m there for you,you can not shatter. I will do everything for u I repliedBut why??n I replied bcos I lv u.but I still lv her and cant give u anything.I need nothing when u r with me.And that conversation lead to our relation to a new height. He was alone n whenever we used to get time he used to hold me against the wall n feel my face next to his,our breathe use to touch on each others face . one day at 3pm in afternoon i went upstairs to bring dry cloths downstairs. He opened the door and went inside room again I took cloths off the rope n called him to close the door he came out half in sleep I was slowly making my way to main door he was after me n when I reached the main door he hold me from my waiste turn me around took the cloths from my hand n throw them on floor hold.
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