Forty

Lenora

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Hungry and bored as hell, I groaned into my hands. I returned from CJ's house the previous day, but I already wanted to go back.

Fixing my gaze on the ceiling, mental images of CJ filled my head like an addiction, and I was hooked. A grin sneaked its way onto my face as my phone chimed with a text.

/Hey, baby. I think you took something and need to return it./

I frowned, sitting up. /What is it?/

/My heart./

I burst into soundless laughter, shaking my head at his cheesy line. Well, I had the perfect comeback.

/It's mine now, and I don't plan on returning it to you./

I stared at my screen, waiting for his reply.

/In that case, how am I supposed to function without it?/

/I don't know. Maybe you can find another one. What are you up to?/

/Fairtrade. Nothing much, just going through my thesis. Mariselle isn't home; she's having dinner with Regé. You know, this would have been the perfect time for us to be alone together while you rotate your hips in small c