EMILY
If only they knew who he was.
“Just as good as the first one,” Jake grabbed my waist from behind, pressing his crotch area against my behind. “I can think of one other thing I want to do now.”
Gently pushing him away, I said, “Not in the mood. Sorry, I just have so many things on my mind right now.”
Before retreating to the living area, he expressed, “Ah, I see. Well, you know you can talk to me about anything. I'm here for you, you hear? I'm here, anytime.”
“Thanks, Jake. You're the best.”
Now, it would be hard to tell him that part of the reason I appeared so worried was because of what some stranger told me about him. Our relationship was new, the last thing I wanted was things to start going sideways, especially when it has only been with him that I have experienced, uh,
