I'll never be that me again.
~B.M~
Ele
The cluck of my heels did not stop me from hearing low throaty laughs from outside. Lifting my face, I saw Bruno leaning on the wall with one of his feet up, his face slanted towards Rom, a smile across his lips. He looked picture perfect in tight black jeans, a white dress shirt, a brown bomber jacket, and brown suede boots.
We had talked almost half the night, made love thrice, and once this morning. I remembered everything he said, including what he'd said in anger, but I didn't blame him because, in my selfishness, I had wronged him.
With My eyes fixed on him, I stood a distance from where he was for a while, taking him in. He threw his head back, laughing at something Rom said; I couldn't
