Eleven

Crystal POV

Jamie caved to me this morning. It was sweet. I asked him to come back to bed, and he leaped right into bed with me. He was sweet again. It almost felt like he was making love to me, not fucking me. He is an odd man. I cannot figure him out. He seems to genuinely care for my feelings and wants me to enjoy myself no matter what we are engaging in at the moment.

He told me I did not have to text him, but as soon as he left for work, I sent him a message with a picture of me getting into the shower. He sent back a kiss. I wanted him to know I respect his rules.

After my shower, I dressed for the day in jeans and a tee. I look over my room. I have no idea how to decorate it. It is plain and drab. Maybe some colored sheets and a bright comforter would perk this room up a little.