from the butterflies in my stomach. There was something different about Tom. He wasn’t like Kurt at all, and while that was a good thing, I was hoping it wasn’t also a bad thing. I knew that only time would tell, but I was praying that giving him this attention was the right choice.
Tom disappeared into the darkness and I walked in the front door of my apartment, where I was left with the silence of my thoughts . I popped off my heels, pulled my shirt out of my skirt, and wiped off all of my makeup before jumping in bed and opening my laptop.
I went to MingleCam to check my messages, which were completely full, but I didn’t open them for some reason I couldn’t muster up . This profession didn’t seem too appealing now, whether that was from me being tired, happy from my makeshift date, or the fact that getting naked for a bunch of strangers just didn’t do it for me any longer. I was going to move onto better things, and the thought of starting something new was thrilling.
With all of the new things quickly happening in my life, I just hope d they didn’t fall through and I was left trying to pick up the sharp pieces.
Chapter Six
I had looked forward to Sunday night since Tom had dropped me off. It was going to be my first real, formal date, and I was beyond thrilled to be having it with somebody like Tom. He was cute, sweet, and just overall a great guy. Kurt hadn’t contacted me yet, which I took as a sign from the heavens that I was meant to move on and just get on with my life. Kurt was such a dangerous and toxic person, and even though he was beyond sexy and kinky, I knew I needed to take something safer…at least so I thought.
As I ran around the house, grabbing my shoes, earrings, and perfume, Morgan watched me closely, as if she were taking notes .
“Why are you staring at me?” I asked as I put my hand on the couch to stabilize myself as I slipped my shoes on.
“I want to say I knew where I was when this moment happened,” she said.
“Moment ? What moment?”
“The moment you meet the man you’re going to marry.”
“Oh shut up. It’s just a carefree and playful date. It’s not like we’re going to start dating or something.”
“I’m just saying, if you want to go home with him tonight, I won’t judge . I totally wouldn’t blame you.”
“Morgan, I’m not a slut,” I said nervously, as the thoughts of what I did with Kurt plagued my mind.
“It’s not slutty! Besides, with all you do, you definitely need to get it in.”
A knock came swiftly to the door, thankfully ending the conversation Morgan and I were having.
“This conversation is over,” I said somewhat sternly, as I hoped Tom didn’t hear her through the door.
I took a deep breath, turned the handle, and opened the door to the sight of Tom standing there, all dressed up, and smili ng from ear to ear as he held a single red rose in his hand.
“Hey , Chloe,” he said nervously, as a few beads of sweat formed on his brow.
“You look really nice . I wish I would’ve known so I could’ve dressed up more.”
“No, you look beautiful,” he said as he looked me up and down . “I got this for you.”
He handed me the red rose, a few leaves and thorns on the stem, and I grabbed it before placing it upon my nose and feeling the fragrant smell waft up into my nose and tickle the little hairs inside.
“It’s beautiful,” I said with a smile as my cheeks probably turned as red as the rose itself.
“Just like you,” Tom retorted.
“Aw, so cute,” Morgan said.
I turned around, gave her a stern look, and she shifted the other way as she knew I meant business.
“Can you put this in water for me?” I asked Morgan.
“Yeah, I’ll take care of it,” she said before getting up and taking it from me.
“I’ll be back later,” I said as I grabbed my keys from a table near the door.
“You can keep her overnight if you want, Tom,” she yelled from the kitchen as she filled a small vase with
Tom disappeared into the darkness and I walked in the front door of my apartment, where I was left with the silence of my thoughts . I popped off my heels, pulled my shirt out of my skirt, and wiped off all of my makeup before jumping in bed and opening my laptop.
I went to MingleCam to check my messages, which were completely full, but I didn’t open them for some reason I couldn’t muster up . This profession didn’t seem too appealing now, whether that was from me being tired, happy from my makeshift date, or the fact that getting naked for a bunch of strangers just didn’t do it for me any longer. I was going to move onto better things, and the thought of starting something new was thrilling.
With all of the new things quickly happening in my life, I just hope d they didn’t fall through and I was left trying to pick up the sharp pieces.
Chapter Six
I had looked forward to Sunday night since Tom had dropped me off. It was going to be my first real, formal date, and I was beyond thrilled to be having it with somebody like Tom. He was cute, sweet, and just overall a great guy. Kurt hadn’t contacted me yet, which I took as a sign from the heavens that I was meant to move on and just get on with my life. Kurt was such a dangerous and toxic person, and even though he was beyond sexy and kinky, I knew I needed to take something safer…at least so I thought.
As I ran around the house, grabbing my shoes, earrings, and perfume, Morgan watched me closely, as if she were taking notes .
“Why are you staring at me?” I asked as I put my hand on the couch to stabilize myself as I slipped my shoes on.
“I want to say I knew where I was when this moment happened,” she said.
“Moment ? What moment?”
“The moment you meet the man you’re going to marry.”
“Oh shut up. It’s just a carefree and playful date. It’s not like we’re going to start dating or something.”
“I’m just saying, if you want to go home with him tonight, I won’t judge . I totally wouldn’t blame you.”
“Morgan, I’m not a slut,” I said nervously, as the thoughts of what I did with Kurt plagued my mind.
“It’s not slutty! Besides, with all you do, you definitely need to get it in.”
A knock came swiftly to the door, thankfully ending the conversation Morgan and I were having.
“This conversation is over,” I said somewhat sternly, as I hoped Tom didn’t hear her through the door.
I took a deep breath, turned the handle, and opened the door to the sight of Tom standing there, all dressed up, and smili ng from ear to ear as he held a single red rose in his hand.
“Hey , Chloe,” he said nervously, as a few beads of sweat formed on his brow.
“You look really nice . I wish I would’ve known so I could’ve dressed up more.”
“No, you look beautiful,” he said as he looked me up and down . “I got this for you.”
He handed me the red rose, a few leaves and thorns on the stem, and I grabbed it before placing it upon my nose and feeling the fragrant smell waft up into my nose and tickle the little hairs inside.
“It’s beautiful,” I said with a smile as my cheeks probably turned as red as the rose itself.
“Just like you,” Tom retorted.
“Aw, so cute,” Morgan said.
I turned around, gave her a stern look, and she shifted the other way as she knew I meant business.
“Can you put this in water for me?” I asked Morgan.
“Yeah, I’ll take care of it,” she said before getting up and taking it from me.
“I’ll be back later,” I said as I grabbed my keys from a table near the door.
“You can keep her overnight if you want, Tom,” she yelled from the kitchen as she filled a small vase with
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