Three months later,
Tarak crawls out of bed a few minutes past six a.m.
I groan as I reach out for his hand but he pulls away and slides into the shower.
I follow him to the bathroom and he's not pleased at all to see me standing in front of him, naked. He used to get hard seeing me out of my clothes. Well, not anymore...
He turns off the shower and glares at me.
"What are you trying to do?"
"What do you mean what am I trying to do? I haven't seen you in three weeks and I want to shower with you. We used to share the shower all the time when we started dating. I want us to go back to that."
He growls and forces me out of the bathroom.
"Listen, I don't have the time for this right now!"
And just like that, he locks me out and turns on the shower again. He doesn't give a f**k if tha
