Martin
I promised myself that I wasn't going to touch Amelia again, but after seeing how jealous she was that I was having lunch with a woman, I knew she liked me. It boosted my need for her. Not that it needed more boosting.
And for that reason, I’ve purposely avoided her for the last few days, hoping that would give off the idea that I'm not interested in doing anything with her. But I should have told her that straight up instead of hiding like a little b*tch.
I seriously don't know what's wrong with me, but she overtakes my every thought, not allowing me to get anything done. She also plagues my mind when I sleep.
Trying to stay away from Amelia only makes me want to be around her more. Only makes me want her more.
When she came over to my house in that damn skimpy black dress, m
