Elena

“Are you leaving already?” I questioned, having my eyes pinned on Diego who was having his shirt on.

“What else do you want? Should I fuck you till morning?” There was a hint of mocking in his statement and it had me biting my lips. That wasn’t what I meant, I thought to myself, dragging the covers up to my shoulders.

It was 2am In the morning. Diego spent the night with me, and truthfully I was happy he did. Having him with me had made me partly forget what happened.

His gazing hues reached mine again where he told. “You have to rest, and I’m sure your mother...