Chapter 14 My Sad Existence

• My mouth goes dry as I watch him walk into the building. He’s looking around the dance floor but not really looking as if he’s ecstatic to be here. I remember that this was never a scene that we enjoyed. We always loved to stay in and spend our time with each other.
• I feel my core heat up, and I clench my thighs in an attempt to quelch my arousal. I glance at Steven from the corner of my eye and see that he is occupied with his people. I discreetly turn my body so I can see him better. The woman he’s with is familiar, but I can’t quite place her.
• He’s just as devastatingly handsome as I remember, and it’s been years since I’ve seen him. He has a tan skin tone that used to glow when he was happy. His hair is still cut short, and he still sports waves throughout. His plump, pink lips beg to be tasted, and I think back to what they felt like on my body. He’s wearing a green, short-sleeved button-up with black slacks.