Wicked Games 14

Wicked

It was strange how quickly and easily we fell into sneaking around. In public, when people were around us. When they were looking me and Chelsea barely spoke to each other. Hell, we barely looked at each other.

It was like we were strangers.

Until they weren’t looking, and then I couldn’t keep my eyes off of her. Sometimes I watched her without her realising when she was daydreaming with her fingers pressed to her lips and her eyes glassy. And I knew, I just knew she was remembering our time together.

I tried to go to her as often as I could. And she never complained. But sometimes, after we had made love I caught the sad look in her eyes.

At the moment she was fine with the way things were going between us but I also knew she wouldn’t be forever. Sooner or later she would need more and when I couldn’t give it to her she would walk away.

I might be her first but I wouldn’t be her last.

Of course, I had always known that. It didn’t make it any easier though. The thought of