We lay together on the bed legs tangled on the white sheets, my tan skin contrast against his pale skin tone. Smiling I sink my face in the crook of his neck snuggling into his warmth, a delightful sigh escapes my lips. His hand came to my head caressing softly placing light kisses to my hair.
"I don't how I end up f*****g up." My brows furrows sitting up watching him.
"Why do you say that?" I ask.
"I do not treat you right as deserving and I know you hate me more than I can count. Probably having a plan to run away when all this is over." Scoffing I lay back down eyes closed. Will there ever be a day his insecurities won't get the better of him? Here we are lying down together on the same bed after a mind-blowing s*x and his insecurities are already knocking on his door.
"Yes, you're
