The Seducer Pt. 2

I turn myself around and saddle his lap, kissing him, making love through our lips. We're about to finally become one this time... not. The door opens and I hop off of Simon, sitting next to him. DB: "Maaan it is cold out there, you know it was raining? Buuurr... whatcha watchin?" I smile, shaking my head.

-2 hours later-

I took my pill which was a big mistake, I get all ditsy and dizzy and drowsy. I call them the Triple D's, it's really horrible. I try to walk but I fall and laugh, Simon rushes to me and picks me up, to see if I'm ok. Of course I am. I really hate the drowsy part. Simon: "Can you walk?" Me: "Of course I can." I try to walk but bump into a chair, laughing. Simon: "Maybe you need to take your pill when you're in bed." Me: "Yeah that would've been a smarter idea huh?" I walk and fall to my bed and Simon falls onto me. What a movie classic.

We're staring at each other and I can't help but think of how I always say to myself, love is dead, love will never happen to me, but I only say that so that I can get the love of my life, but until I finally did stop believing, I found him.. did I? I wonder what he's thinking, I really need a foot massage.

Simon: "You want a foot massage?" Me: "I f*****g love you." Simon smiles and starts rubbing my feet. I've been needing one for days, hell decades. This is actually my first massage ever and it's surprising because I'm the Supergirl/Jean Grey of massages according to everyone I know, including Garett, I have the strong fingers, but I can read your mind and give you exactly what you need. Plus I can go as long as you need me to.

-Later on in the night-

Santi: "Why'd you do it?" Me: "I just thought you deserved it." Santi: "I don't get it." Me: "I know you won't but still, even though you're a d****e, liar, possibly cheater, a*****e, person who never appreciates life, opportunist, selfish, non-caring, jerk, rude, never a giver, non-loving guy, I know that deep down you're scared of getting hurt, you never get close because you fear rejection, you want to be known as the a*****e instead of the little boy who loves everyone, you want to love freely but you fear of what your friends think and your naive of wanting what you need most.

I do this because I know the real you and I see beyond the layers everyone else sees and I give to that man behind Santi because I know that he's had a hard life and even though the man in front of him also gets the reward, so does the person who will appreciate what I do."

Santi gets close to me and I back up on the dresser, he picks me up, sets me on it, then pulls me towards him. I look down and he pulls my hair away from my face, behind my ears. He kisses my forehead.