14. A Jealousy

Marco disappeared again.

In the morning; after we'd had such a long hot night, after he'd made me cum three times; I couldn't find Marco anywhere. I'd slept so well last night that I didn't know when he'd left my bed. It was the first time I had slept so well since returning from Missouri. Marco had improved the quality of my sleep, but he also surprised me again in the morning. By disappearing.

I searched every corner of the house, but couldn't find him, not even a single trace of him. If there weren't red spots and soreness all over my body, I would have assumed that our night of lovemaking was just a beautiful dream.

My doorbell rang, and I rushed to open the door. My smile faded when the person standing in front of me was not Marco, instead it was Pedro. I had forgotten that Pedro had always come in the morning for the past four days. And during that time he was always nagging me about my eating habits.

"You must have expected someone else to come." Pedro noticed my expression. I