That was the text message that popped up on my phone. I couldn’t help but smile, if a little sceptically. It’s been over a week since I’ve seen Harley, and in that time, contact between us has been the odd text message of a day. This is all down to him rather than me. Something has shifted. It used to me telling him what days I was free, and now it seems to be him telling which day is the only day he can “squeeze me in”. But still. His text at least makes me feel a bit better. At least I know he’s not bored with me, even after 9 months. It’s not his fault his life is so hectic at the moment. And aside from that his text suggests that I’m on a promise!
One of the many reasons why I can’t get enough of this man is the way he looks at me, kisses me, touches me. He makes me feel like a million dollars. Like I’m the most gorgeous precious sexy creature on the planet. Our relationship has always been doomed from the outset, can never progress beyond its current state, and will end at some point sooner rather than later, but I am completely addicted to him and how I feel when I’m with him. Is that a bad thing? Probably. But there never has been, and I suspect never will be, anyone like him.
11 June, 2008...6:06 am
"I can’t wait. I promise to seduce you. Make it up to you. Promise. xxxx"
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