“You can call me when you’re lonely. I’ll be your temporary fix.”

Those were the words that he said to me and it was plain simple, he wanted nothing but s*x and I wanted nothing more than to.

I was the kind of girl who was too scared of falling in love again because I feel like there is something more in life than being mournful over a guy who never actually gave a hell. I deserve something more than pain and misery over a stupid heartbreak. Since then, I got too scared of commitment that I no longer wanted to be in one. I wanted fun and I wanted to feel like I am alive again.

He was the kind of guy who was too busy for permanent relationships. The superstar that all women wanted to bang with. The kind of guy who would have any girls kneel in front of him because well, he is that kind of guy. He was a guy with a hectic schedule, sold out world tours, drinking champagne in private jets, holding a mic in one hand, and conquering all over the world in the other.

Maybe I needed someone to show me how to live again and he needed someone to show me how to love.

You Can Call Me

　　Sam nods. "I ate before coming here Gage. Thank you. Thank you Tate."


　　Gage begins to order foods and I was amazed by how he causally says the dishes' names but to me it was still sexy. When he talks, I think his lips are luring me to look at it more because I'm not looking at anything else aside from his lips. His lips is a massive distraction. It's like an attention seeker. The way he pulls that lower lip with his thumb and forefinger as he eyes the menu, is fucking hot. The way his lips would purse when he asked me about what drink I'll be having and I just absentmindedly nodded with the drink he recommended.


　　"That would be all thanks." He handed back the menu and I did too.


　　Gage looks back at me and his green eyes penetrates my body but I try not to be awkward.


　　"You really didn't have to close the entire second floor Gage." I tell him.


CHAPTER 36 "Date" 2