It's being days. Gosh! Living like strangers in this house.
I'm not sure why but I could tell that Tiffany was acting strange.
Her hair was packed in a ponytail and she was quiet all morning. Her bare neck, Her clean throat! Damn, I want to give her hickies! I want to hold her hair and have her suck the s**t off me.
Well, that wasn't happening.
She kept walking to and fro without looking at me and when she paused to clean the table, I turned my attention away.
No way in hell! Call mean cocky bastard but I can't apologize foe what I had no idea about.
I didn't want her to feel like I was being sticky so I tried to do something else while staying close to her.
She barely said a word to me and I had no idea if I should persist or respect that she wanted some stillness.
I grabbed a cup
