I texted Jiana, “Damn she is hot.” She texted a video of her this time. In that her small cleavage was visible. She was drinking from a glass and dancing to song.Then she texted – She really wants to meet you.Me – When is she comfortable with coming here?Her – She said the coming weekend.Me – Good. Tell her she is invited for dinner.Her – She said its great idea. And how about you talk to her directly and I give her your number?Me – If she is fine with it, sure why not.Later at night, she pinged me. We ended up chatting for a few hours. I got to know about her and so did she. I knew she was drunk and I asked her, “What do you think of Jiana?”Renisa – She is a good friend of mine. We share everything.I knew they do. Jiana told me. But I pretended to act surprised.Me – Really now?Her – Yes mister, everything.Me – I saw a picture of you and Jiana naked. You fancy her?Her – Omg, you saw that? That stupid bitch is so careless.Me – Tell me.Her – Well, she is beautiful.Me – I saw you kiss. Suddenly a smile crept back to my face. My posture changed. I straightened up, stood 'at ease'. I heard him sniggering behind me but did not turn my head.Tense as I was the time seemed to stretch. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him, then he stepped back. ' For fuck's sake, say something, anything. Make fun of that stupid body of mine and we can go back to being friends' I thought.He was so close behind me. I could feel the heat of his body, or at least thought I did. Fully aware that my nipples had gotten hard I stared ahead. Be realistic, there is no way he can want someone like you, I tried to tell myself. Not the way you want him.I barely flinched as his hand touched my shoulder, brushed away the untidy mess my hair still was. I could at least have brushed my hair after getting up, I chided myself. His fingers traced the line of the small tattoo I had on my neck. The sensation sent shivers down my spine and I held my breath.“Relax”, he whispered in my ear, stepping even closer..
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