Bab 159: Chapter 56 - Malia (1)

Oftentimes, I catch myself thinking about two nights ago when I last saw Giovanni, leaving me at the alcove, looking thoroughly pissed at what I said. No matter what, it wouldn't be right to indulge him in what he wanted to hear. I'm engaged to another man.

Just letting Gio near me was already not right. My panties getting wet from him just being near me was definitely not right. Now, my core throbs even when I'm just recalling what happened.

Keith and I haven't slept together in a while. Come to think of it, he started distancing himself since we came to New York almost two months ago. Which is weird because he got me this house, and I thought for sure we were moving forward. But his sleepovers were only at the beginning and he hasn't come by much. On the weekends, he's always going on business trips.