Final sex part 2

I crawled out of Clay’s arm. He’s a heavy sleeper, so he wouldn’t notice me getting out of bed. I threw my clothes on and walked down to Ace’s old room. Since he broke up with Clay, that’s where he’s been staying.

It’s sad to have been the reason for their breakup, but I understood why Ace did it.

Deep down, I knew that being with Ace would be easier, but I loved them both. And what hurts is that they know that, but still asked me to choose how selfish.

I looked inside his room but he wasn’t there. So I made my way to the front door and opened it. Just as I thought he was sitting outside on the front porch, staring into space.

This is where he spends most of his night, sitting outside all alone in the cool night Air.

“Hi,” I called to him after I had closed the door behind me. In a split second, he pushed up me against the wall. A soft cry left my mouth. I was not expecting that.

He buries his face into my neck, his body shook as I felt something wet on my neck. Is he crying?

“Ace”