Eight hours before Dorian visited Austin.
It was Sunday. November found himself parked down the street from Serena's house, waiting. Her truck was in the front yard, and he wanted nothing more than to see her. He had been fighting this feeling for two weeks. This Sunday, however, he had found himself driving to her home without thinking even about it. He just wanted to see her. Sunday had been their special day for months, and he was finding the habit harder to break than he thought. He thought that with his other 'days of the week' hook-ups he would not feel the need to visit Serena at all. He was wrong. He was able to f**k them well enough, but he felt as if a piece of himself was missing. He wasn't completely satisfied. A feeling that he found very disturbing. He missed her.
Novembe
