We always end up like this. It doesn't matter what we do or where we are. We always end up in each other's arms. And I am not complaining. I have to make it clear, it's just that… in all this time, since we met, I have never really thought about what ties me to Daniel. Is it just sex? Or maybe there is something else? I do not know. The only thing I'm sure of is that he makes me feel like no one ever, on this fucking planet, has made me feel.
I look at his face while he sleeps. We have fallen asleep for a while, after taking a delicious bubble bath. I just woke up, due to a stomach cramp. OMG! I'm starving. I always get really hungry after… well, you know. That does not need to be clarified.
Before sneaking out of bed, being careful not to wake him up, I stayed for a couple more minutes, watching him sleep. He is so beautiful! I still can't believe how fucking lucky I've been to find a man like him, and that he's so interested in me. Until this moment, I
She narrows her eyes and glances at him. He smiles, playfully. Then he frowns and tries to imitate Harper.“I feel cheated. You ripped me off!”She says, putting the last of the fried potato on her plate into his mouth.Daniel is laughing.“You know it wasn't my fault,”he shrugs.Harper points at it with her index finger, making a funny gesture with her mouth. It is her way of showing how disappointed she is that Daniel could not prepare a delicious dish with his own hands, because the gas pipes for the stoves are not installed properly. A detail that he completely forgot when he came up with the idea of taking Harper to his restaurant, not yet opened, so that she would be one of the first people to see it before it opened its doors to the public.At first, Daniel thought of preparing a special dish from his exclusive secret menu, but found himself face to face with frustration of not being able to do so. So they
She feels her heart stop for a fraction of a second, and it starts beating again. She closes her eyes tightly, bringing her right hand to the lower part of her belly. She feels anxious… She doesn't understand why Daniel awakens her most primitive side. Is it irrational that she feels upset that her boyfriend left you alone in bed, wanting him?She snorts in frustration and covers her head with the sheet, as if doing this will lessen her discomfort.“To sleep, baby. We will only do that tonight,” the little voice of her conscience tells her.She flinches, feeling a pair of hands slip under the fine silk fabric, land at the level of her ankles, and begin to ascend, until they stop at the level of her thighs. She lies on her stomach. She smiles.“What are you doing?” She asks when she feels Daniel place a kiss on her right buttock.He puts himself over her, holding her body with his arms on either side of Harper. He lean
The first thing I notice when I open my eyes is that it has already dawned, and I assume that due to the intensity of the sun, it must be around noon.I rush out of bed, go to the bathroom and wash myself in a hurry. I don't want to waste any more time. Sunday will pass quickly and I will have to go home as soon as the sun comes up. I must make the most of every second with Daniel.As soon as I leave the room, I hear some noises coming from the kitchen, which tells me where my boyfriend is. I smile at the idea of seeing him, with a white apron on and cooking some delicious dish to impress me.As I get closer, I hear some music. I recognize the song immediately.“Exit, light.Enter, night.Take my hand.We're off to never-never land,”I sing the song, as I pull one of the chairs around the kitchen island and sit down. Something’s wrong, shut the light. Heavy thoughts tonight and they aren't of Snow White. Dreams of war, Dreams of liars&
I must tell her, I repeat these words in my head. I already lost count of how many times this thought has reverberated in my mind. I must tell Harper the truth. She deserves to know everything. However, every time I've been about to do it, I flinch at the last minute. They already say that from saying to fact there is a long way...It's been exactly eight days since Harper and I made that crazy ‘zero sex’agreement, in order to strengthen our relationship in other ways. The idea turned out to be a very good one, not being able to satisfy the immense desire that she generates in me, I have been able to realize some things that I have never bothered to assimilate before. One of them is the fact that Harper is a woman with a very strong character.“She's not the type of girl who apologizes for speaking her mind. You know? She is very sharp with her tongue. With you it is very measured, friend.”Henry's words finally make sense
Half an hour earlier.I stare at the clothes that lie on my bed. I can't decide what to wear. I'm between the little flowered dress that I wore the day Daniel gave me my sim card, and a black cowboy with a black blouse. After thinking about it for a couple more seconds, I opted for the second option.I dress quickly, while I'm thinking what the hell I'm going to do to my hair. It's not like we're going to have dinner with Queen Elizabeth either, but I still want to look radiant, like every time I know I'm going out with my handsome boyfriend.Today, exactly today, it is one month since Daniel and I met. I can't help but smile like a fool, remembering the way our paths crossed.Wow! One month! It seems like a lie.At times I feel like it has been years...at times I feel like it was yesterday.In the end I decide to gather my hair in a high ponytail. I'm not the type of woman to spend hours in front of the mirror.
I fix my gaze on the horizon. I look without looking, while only a thought reverberates in my mind. Why the hell can't I stop thinking about her? It's been three weeks since everything went to hell, and Harper refuses to get out of my head.It's the opening night of ‘No Temptation’. And while I should be very happy to see my big dream come true, it's hard not to feel sad. The lack of a certain person is undeniable.For the past few days, according to Ryan, I've stopped being me. Although I don't understand why he says it. I have continued with my projects and with my life in general. With the slight difference that I had to start taking the damn blue pill to get my erections to stay for the duration of a scene filming, I can't concentrate. I only think of her.I've seen Henry a few times in the gym, and our topic of conversation is always the same: Harper.“My love life sucks,”is what I tell him and Ryan, whenever I get a cha
I burst out laughing once more. OMG! My belly hurts from laughing so much. In short, Lara is crazy. She does not stop yelling at the television screen, as if by doing that she was going to get the protagonist of the film to pay attention to her.“Fuck! No! Stay out of there, idiot. They are going to kill you!” She yells like a madwoman.“The day the television guys answer her, I'll be the first to take her straight to the asylum,” Cynthia whispers just for me to hear. I have to work hard not to spit out the sip of soda that I just had.“Are you watching?” Lara looks at Cynthia and me. “They killed her, for being stupid.”“OMG! She's seen that movie a million times, and she always reacts like it's the first time she's seen it,” Cynthia says in a very low voice, leaning a little towards me.“Listen!” Lara shoots him a disapproving look. “This I have not seen. The one I saw
I sigh in relief when there is no traffic. I'll be able to get to Josh's house without delay, before he starts his day. The recording studio is at the lower part of his mansion.That scene was supposed to be mine, that I would be, as I have been for the last four years, the protagonist of one of their typical cliché sexual scenes, because for about six months, the creativity of their ‘writers’has left a lot to be desired.I feel very angry about Josh's attitude. The fact that I had some inconvenience in the last four scenes that I was supposed to shoot does not give him the right to replace me with a fucking little boy who lacks all the necessary experience to stand out, at least a little, in the adult entertainment industry. And if it were at least that I couldn't get the job done, I'd understand and leave things as they are, but it wasn't. I complied! That I had to ask for Clementine's help on several occasions? Yes! That does not mean that I