AMY
When I said that, I didn't even spare him one look. I had already made up my mind and the fact that this happened made my resolution stronger. I honestly didn't know how I was going to manage to stay away from him, but I would give it my best.
“You think avoiding me would help?” he asked me. “You know you can't handle a week without me.”
I didn't know how to react, but it seemed like a challenge. Even before I met Pete, I had lived my life managing my s*x life, but now that he was in it, I couldn't believe it myself, that every thought I had now circled around him.
But, of course, I wasn't going to make him feel good about me.
“I can and I will.” I almost screamed. I was determined to prove him wrong, but when he touched my hair, I could feel my legs weaken. “Don't… touch me.”
