"Why not? You don't want to be with me anymore?" She looked at him confusingly. Her brows arched when she remembered his girlfriend, Nancy, again.
"No. I want to go home." 'You can just leave right now!' her mind uttered. But her body was betraying her. She liked it when he was with her, warm and closed.
"But I want to go home with you, love. You won't leave me alone again, right?" Soft and gentle, he did lower his pride and ego. Letting her go was the last thing he could do.
"What about your girlfriend? Why do you keep insisting on being with me, when you have her!" If she wasn't upset now, he'd possibly be enjoying her expression. That emotion was screaming in jealousy, and he liked it when she did.
"I only have you, love. Nancy wasn't my girlfriend." Now she was looking at him w
