Addictive Lunacy
the block when I remembered.
                  Condoms. Might be a good idea. Right. I turned back and ran into the store. Once I had found and purchased a small box, I ran back out, dropping the box in my pocket.
    My phone vibrated. I took it out, seeing a text from Liv right as I got in front of her apartment building.
                  ‘ When do you think you’re going to be here?’ -L.
                  I was about to respond to her when I looked up and caught a glimpse of blond. I squinted, somehow recognizing the blond shortie I was seeing in the lobby. She was a cute little thing in shorts, a tank-top, and sandals. I stared at the bag in her hand, wondering what she’d gone out to get.
                  Still smiling, I sent her a text just as I walked in through the glass door.
                  ‘ Is that wine? ‘Cause I just got a bottle of my own. Guess we’re getting drunk tonight?’ -C.
    I walked towards Liv, feeling oddly brainless as a rush went through me. She had been talking with the man at the security desk when she stopped to check her phone. I smiled, stopping a mere foot behind her short self.
    Her head whipped up right after she read the text.
                  That sweet smell that seemed attached to her drifted up to me. I’d spent hours pondering her scent and taste, wondering why it called to me so and why I found it so addictive.
    I didn’t know how she managed to smell the way that she did but there was no denying that it reminded me of cupcakes. Sweet, delicious cupcakes.
    I fucking loved cupcakes. I had since I was a kid. Add that taste to her flowery scent and sorry, my reaction was only natural. She was giving off “pheromones” made specifically to drive me insane.
    I was dying to bury my face between her legs and smell her in full heat. Feel her around me as she...
                  Livana looked up, turning and clashing eyes with me.  Her mouth fell wide open. I'll never forget the way her chest jumped. The way her eyes smoldered even as she stared at me in surprise.
    Her breaths held me frozen and captivated. My eyes followed each inhale. Each shuddering exhale. The way her chest moved with each one.
    She was unbelievable. There was no other way to describe it. She looked too delectable in her cute little outfit. Comfortable and perfect for what I was dying for.  I couldn't bring myself to stop staring at her.
    Fuck me.
    Just... look at her....
    “Calum?”
    Her voice sliced through me, searing and delicious all at once. Damn it. It had actually been easier to be around her before I’d heard her coming for me over the phone.
    My brain was too incoherent. Too susceptible. It sucked every detail of her in. Like the little birthmark she had at the corner of her eye.
    Would I ever be normal again?
    Fuck no, I wouldn't.
    “Livana,” I finally said.
    Several heads turned towards me, people walking back and forth in the lobby turning to watch the odd couple standing there and looking at each other.  No doubt because they'd heard my tone.
    Liv clearly heard it, as well. I sucked in a breath between clenched teeth, watching as Liv's skin flushed. She tensed , blinked slowly and her chest heaved with a breath. I stared, fixated. I'd never wanted to see a woman's breasts so badly.
    Fuck that. I wanted to come all over them. Just cover her and claim her and...
    You’re out of your mind, Calum. Relax!
    Liv was the first one to snap out of it. I wondered if it had been something that she'd seen in my face. Not that it mattered because she was finally moving.
    “Come with me,” was all she said as she began walking. She turned and started heading towards the elevators with me following right behind.
    My eyes fell to her ass. Her shorts were so tight it barely contained the thing. My mouth watered, mimicking my dick and almost overflowing as I imagined what she looked like underneath.
    Liv surprised me by walking

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